My legs are dangling off the edge
The bottom of the bottle is my only friend
I think I slit my wrist again
And I'm
Gone
Gone
Gone
Gone
My legs are dangling off the edge
A stomach full of pills did it work again
I put a bullet in my head
And I'm
Gone
Gone
Gone
Gone.
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My Dark Poetry
PoetrySome poems that I write mostly how I feel, I don't know why I'm publishing this I guess I just felt like it. So I hope you at least like them. Please no negative comments. If you have any questions or suggestions please pm me. Yeah so that's pretty...
