To Those Who Loved Me

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Her tears build as the words
Move across the page
She knows this may be the end
She knows this WILL be the end
The pain will disappear
Her worries will no longer matter
The world will still go on
Longer after she is gone
But yet, she struggles
The final goodbye is hardest
Knowing theres no coming back
She take the bottle and "snap"
She tilts her head back
And swallows a multitude of small pills
Her head falls to the pillow
With one final gasp
Her entire world turns black

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