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by Broke&Lost Nov 5, 2008 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
I cried all of my tears no more left to drop. Drowning in all my fears nobody to help me stop. Living in this life's a lie can no longer be here. You've left me no choice but to die death I do no longer fear. So I pick up this knife and make a simple cut there. On my wrist is where I end my life thanks to everyone who didn't care.
by Aubrey
Nice poem...i defintely understand what you felt. 5/5