I've got bite marks on my tounge from the words I've never said.
I've got scars on my arms and legs from the feelings I never shared.
I have tear tracks down my face from the times of crying myself to sleep.
I've got black marks from the abuse I was given.
I've got a full bottle of pills in my hand from the hate I was showed.
I've got an empty bottle of pills in my hand from the pain I've lived through.
I've got darkness surrounding me from the escape I took.
I've got my life ending from the things life's handed to me.
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Ending it A.l
