My lifes low hits

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The shadow over took me
Bombing my mind
They say I was once kind
But that was the past and my mistakes My wrists are lines up from A to B scars and brouses leading the way From my deepest depths to the gates of Hell
All lined up to be resolved
I fell from above and landed in Hell
Yet am still rejected
Still unloved
Still unwanted by any boy
Still unneeded
Yet I get up every day
Brush my teeth and hair
Move on with my life
That's all I have left
My whole world
Wrapped up into one utterly depressing verse
And this is the end the last straw

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