Alone

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The silence gets to my head,

I hide beneath my bed,

I attempt to sleep there instead,

Nothing successful,

All so stressful,

Feeling so worthless, 

"If only they heard this...",

If I made it stop,

If I were to drop,

I look to my grave,

"Not so brave...", 

My life spills,

Ever-so-many pills,

Through my fingers, 

Life does not linger.

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