as her hair fell to the floor,
she realized what she didn't know before
she couldn't take it anymore.
her pain wouldn't fall with the hair
it was only getting harder to bear.
she would think to herself,
"I just wish I could escape this all
and run away from the hurt.
don't wanna endure the wounds
just wanna slip away, forever."
and she'd grab a bottle from the top shelf.
downing them all,
she couldn't wait to fall.
her life would slip away with a smile,
and she'd await her trial.
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poem ideas
Poetryjust poem ideas for ela and stuff, im not much of a poet so yes ik theyre not great lol
