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A drop in the ocean

A change in the weather,

I only thought it could get better...

But now I see the anger I hold,

Something now no one no longer hast to be so bold...

I am lost drifting in the sea,

Of tears that had, have, or to be...

Lifting the blade' pulling the trigger...

Almost as easy as cracking a finger.

My life coming to an end,

Nothing around the rivers bend...

Just a pain, just sadness I am...

No longer to be the dam,

Holding back all the emotions and thoughts I protect you from...

Now all we can her are these drums,

On the door

On the floor,

On my heart that no beats,

No steady pulse, no heat...

Just a pool of scarlet surrounds...

The hidden body, never to be found.

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