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Published: 2007-07-22 09:48:19 +0000 UTC; Views: 12152; Favourites: 388; Downloads: 8
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music at funeral..there is always a melody attends us for a lifetime.. some runs circles, some goes faster, some are lyrical and some sad.. but the worst one stops suddenly.. which you cant understand if it ended or not..
so, thats the suicide.. mine was a little different than this.. cause 'love' was a suicide from the beginning..
play a sad song at my funeral.. which is rainy.. which has rose smell.. which has no color, no taste inside.. and which ends suddenly.. this is the last time that I commit suicide..
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Special thanks ~gilraen-stock for the beautiful model
Backround from: ~VenomMistress
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Hello, ma'am! You have been featured! [link]
Hugs,
Anj
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This is the best suicide picture I've ever seen!
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very beautiful work...but i like more your comment because i feel the same.."love" is suicide...and all there what is left is just a funeral song on a rainy autumn day...
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I hope you're not thinking of committing suicide are you?
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Hey,
Featured you art here [link] . Hope it is ok 
Have a great week 
In.Ana.Maria
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Are those lyrics to a song ?poem? i like them and i love the work
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thanks ever so much dear..
those words were from a small pocket book that i had read many years before..
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The Last Time I Commit Suicide
(inspired by your picture)
This is the last time I commit suicide.
Iβm tired of dying.
One last kiss β the sweet razor on a wrist
Trembling beneath hands folded in prayer.
Was it all a lie? β
That Christ would come to console?
Or perhaps he has been busy β unaware
That I have been quietly losing my soul,
Grain by grain, Sand draining through a broken hourglass
And that I really no longer care,
And that of my dyings, this is the last....
Once upon a time, I lived and breathed
And bright energies flamed through my smile.
But something happened β I know not what β
And I became a bereaved exile...
...right there β just behind my smile.
Iβm tired of lying with the slight smile, taught
Like a razor whispering she delights not in killing.
This is the last of my dyings β
The last time I commit suicide.
A poem. A prayer. A flick of the wrist, a brief cry.
And all is still. Finally, β all is still....
David Burns
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ehehe 
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im very glad you like..
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thank you so much.. im glad you like it
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thank you soo much dear
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i always wanted to make a pic like this 
such a great work!
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it was about my mood I think not my skills.. but thank you anyway..
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i have those moods a lot but i just dint know how to make it with pics
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Just amazing , I like very much all this kinds of works , you are jut an excellent artist.
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thank you very much dear
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Another really nice picture.
Well done keep up the good work.
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ehehe im glad you like her
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Gorgeous, I love the red accents. ^_^ It all blends together perfectly.
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im glad you like it dear
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Powerful.Imaginative.Beautiful in its sadness.
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This is relly good...the emotion seemes to jump out of the picture and wrap you up tightly in its black clutches...
That probably sounds very strange, but it's how it makes me feel...
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thank you very much for your words sweety
your feelings means a lot to me..
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