Today I am lonely
Tomorrow is the same
I need someone to hold me
The urge is there
Tracing the line
Every single hair
What will they do
When they found out
I left the world
I feel so small
Far to weak
No where near tall
I'm going to kill myself
Tonight is the last night
Don't take me for granted
I'm leaving
Goodnight
No I mean
Goodbye
Don't be shy
To ask why
- 2000-2014
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PoesieThe depression is winning and guess what lovely it's going to kill me