"Death Proof"
Rampages of blades - slice membranes;
close cuts like a Barber Shop in New York York's closest shop.
It didn't faze me, life reoccurred like perennials.
Shots grazed skin; like it ricocheted off oceans,
so salty; it'd put the Pacific out of business,
but then it just sunk - deep down where it counts...
Not knowing the pun, I'd guess it meant
an alarm clock on the floor - or something?
I'm counting my blessings;
on the third one,
lightning struck my limb like I was a dead tree.
Maybe I should've been dead, I'm still rotten.
A pill once tried to commit suicide;
but all it did was make me high -
on Morphine after I got out of the ER;
also known as the 'ending' place.
I'm worth millions, McDonalds pays for half -
tried to tie my goodbye;
threads stressed my leaving & left me broke.
A suicidal teenager is death proof.
& you think you had a bad day... pfft
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