Its five o'clock in the morning,
I have nothing to do,
The blade is over there,
And I have nothing to lose.
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Smoking Kills [poems]
PoetryA bunch of poems i write when i feel depressed, this may be triggering and upsetting, so if this can not be handled you may quit. [nevermind, i dont own all of this poems, only the ones signed of by me]
Ii
Its five o'clock in the morning,
I have nothing to do,
The blade is over there,
And I have nothing to lose.