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She Died Alone

3 am in the morning.. Still awake.. too busy Wiping blood off the marble floor... tried putting myself to sleep Listening to some happy songs... But that moment my heart broke The moment i realised i was all alone... Mom knocked the door Hearing from my room some wierd noise.. "Im fine mommy" shouted i from behind the door... With tears dripping , The ones that i couldnt hold... " got scared hearing a loud cry"she told With relief seeing a smile i faked so bold... 5 am... still awake.. Called my friend cuz i was alone.... She didnt pick Like i was someone unknown... Called a few .. ones i call 'BROs'.. To see if they would respond... Excused themselves saying They were tired and put up a show... 6 am ... still awake... Took a bottle of pills just to say Its too much for me to take... And im broken beyond repair... 6:30 am.... still waiting with love someone to say.. That they love me too the same way... But got a little dizzy ... 7:00am still awake .... My eyes started dimming.. But tried my best to wait... For that someone who would make that day A little brighter with the love they'd say... 7:30 am.. no longer awake... Little by little started fading away... Little by little dripping away... I died still waiting for someone to say " U r mine , i cant let u fade".... That word was all i needed to stay awake..... But poor me...i died alone and died in pain...

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Date: 9/27/2024 12:49:00 AM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.
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