I want to die
Is that so hard to ask for
I don't want to live
I want to leave
I want to see the flatline
The flatline that was once my heart beat
Too leave this place
This place of heart break.
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The Real Me, What I Feel, What I See
PoetryPoems that i make. They may be about my thoughts, actions, or just about anything i think of. Please don't judge, i know I'm not the greatest. Have a good Day
