"What's your new year's resolutions?"
I don't know. I don't have any
No one asks her anymore about her resolutions, They don't suspect she's lying.
But she was. Her resolution? To die. She plans to leave everyone oh so soon, No one sees it coming.
Darling I wish you wouldn't go. I wish you'd tell me. I wish I could have prevented it.
Now it's a new year without you, Darling.
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Melancholy
Poetry"look into her eyes, Tell me you see what I see. A once bright person, A shade of pale grey" **WARNING** Trigger warnings for: Depression, Suicide, Etc. All poems are my own.
