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by BlEeDiNg FoR tHe OnE i LoVe Mar 31, 2011 category : Sadness, depression / about death
You can smell it in the air You can taste it on your tongue Everyone knows what's coming They know what is to come. All she has ever done Was give her all and try Even though she puts on a happy face At night she does nothing but cry. She crawls out of bed Teary eyed and sniffling As she takes the steps down the hall Thinking to herself, "I'm tired of them not listening." It's not like they will care Not like they will cry No one would even notice If I ever chose to die. So I guess that is my answer You decided it for me If you don't care why should I There will no longer be a me, Finally I am FREE!!!