Trigger Warning: Mentions of Self Harm.
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She badly wanted to kill herself,
She wanted to die,
No matter how hard she tried,
She always came back to this point,
Where she wanted to die.
She doesn't even remember when this started,
This pungent feeling seeping through her,
Like a moth to a flame,
She wobbles towards death,
She wants to give up so bad,
She can never see the good she has,
Maybe she has a lot,
But she only sees a dark shore.
Pitiful she thinks,
Is this how I need to live?
Making a hasty decision,
She swiped her wrists,
And that's how she started
To slowly
Kill herself.
~ N
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