DEATH

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Why did you leave?

I was counting on you to stay.

You were the one I looked up to.

You made me feel loved.

She thought for the first time in her life,

"someone really does care."

She was wrong.

You left.

I was alone,

Depression came, 

Self-harm started.

Then, 

Suicidal thoughts.

She cries out,

"Someone please help!

Someone see me!"

But nobody can hear her cries.

Death comes closer and closer.

No one is there.

She realizes this.

Next thing you know...

Darkness all around.

She's cold,

She feels nothing.

She thinks one last thought,

"So,

this is

DEATH."

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