I saw your face today. In the
Clouds, in the water,
In. My. Head.
What's the point in life
When everything you love has
Gone away. Cruelly snatched
From you, leaving nothing.
I try to get you out of my head,
But each moment replays like
A broken record in my mind.
I'm going I
N
S
A
N
EJust thinking about the way
Your body felt against my body.
Your hand in my hand,
My lips on your lips.
I just want to die.
To be with you again.
To just let g
oTo get rid of this burning pain
Inside my chest every time I
Breathe.
God, just let me die.
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Seven days[✔️]
PoesíaThere are seven days left. Then, the suicidal girl and the cancer ridden boy will finally be set free. Together.