Tell me it's not real
That this is not the final deal
Tell me the cards I'm playing are right
That the fears will be chased away by the morning light
Tell me I'll be okay
That the pain will fade away one day
Tell me this is just a game
And that I'm not just another nameless face
Tell me where this torture ends
Tell me when I make amends
With the girl inside, dead
Haunting me to no end
Tell me a piece of me is still alive
That there's a piece that didn't die
Tell me all hope is not yet lost
That I can pay its cost
-A.S
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Another Tragic Story
PoetryA collection of the thoughts and feelings I'm too afraid to share. These words are things I see, hear, taste, and feel. These are the words of my life on a page, this is the tragedy I see.
