TRIGGER WARNING!! Suicide Poem

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I curl up on the floor

My wrists are red

I wish I were dead

The scars had started to fade

I can now feel the pain

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They'll realize they were too late

No more tears

No more fears

finally gone

They'll have to move on

I was nothing to you

My time is due

Darkness surrounds

They find me on the ground

I'm clutching a note

They see what I wrote

They now see my mind

Wishing they had been more kind

They lower me into the ground

Finally safe and sound...

From the monster in my mind


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