lindsay birch Biography

by the railway lines she sits
with no-one but herself
slowly and deeply across her arms
with a sharpner blade she cuts
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suicide suicide in my mind
suicide suicide your my kind
suicide suicide i wish i was dead
suicide suicide im lead on my bed
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sat by myself no-one around
lonliness is here sat by my side
as i sit in the quiet room
my mind begins to wonder
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many things we want to say
but the words don't seem to come
when they do it's not the we planned
in our anger we let it rip
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many times i wonder
what the point of life
as it seems to me
that people always suffer
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