I'd fling myself off of a building
If I could,
I'd swallow all those pills
If I could,
I'd cut till there isn't anymore skin
If I could,
I'd put this gun to my head
If I could,
I'd jump in front of a bus
If I could,
I'd slice my gut open
If I could,
I'd hang myself from the ceiling
If I could,
I'd stop loving you
But I can't.
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Crappy poetry
PoetrySo this is (obviously) a poetry book. Most of the poems are sad. All of them are originals. If they sound like another one that already exists deal with it, its not my fault.
