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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I said I'm fine. But in my mind are thoughts of suicide. Tears rush down my face. Blood seeping through my skin at a fast pace. Falling on the bed with paper sitting close by Wishing the ceiling was the sky and fly Taking a pencil and dipping it in blood. Taking the paper and writing a letter saying goodbye for good. No one loves me. No one wants me. Maybe its best for me to leave this earth or for me this hell For today I wish all well Too many times ive slit my wrists. Too many times ive just wanted true loves kiss. Too many nights I spent alone. I have no more strength left to exhaust another days goals. I change my sheets daily. because they are constantly filled with tears from the night before. Here I sit writing this letter After today things will be better. Because one less life will be on this earth. I guess I wasnt of earths worth. I pray for the next birth. Maybe someone will see their worth. I guess this is goodbye I've slit my skin for the last time. Enough scars to be mistaken for tattoos. Time for me to find the gun and the rope Everybody thought this was a joke. Here it goes As I tie the noose. Putting it around my neck with the gun in hand Grasping it like it was the love of my life on a one nightstand Putting the gun to my head and pulling the trigger Blood pouring from my head like snow in the winter I now hang from the ceiling Now just have to see if someone would actually read the note I left behind and be the one reading Then notice that ive now succeeded. My life I've conceded
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