I must leave it.
I must leave my past.
I must get away as far as possible.
All it does is hurt me.
It hurts more and more as far as possible.
All it does is hurt me.
It hurts more and more each day.
My heart is broken.
Permanetly.
I have so many scars,
From trying to pick up,
All the broken pieces.
If I run away now,
I can leave it all behind.
No one would,
Miss me,
Care,
Notice,
Or even remember me.
I hate this life.
I need to leave.
I need to leave it all behind.
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Tears Of Suicide
PoesíaThis is my fourth poetry book! :) Sad, depressing, and angry type poems. Also some random poems that don't really fit into my love poems. Please do not leave rude and unnecessary comments. I accept praise and suggestions but not mean comments. If yo...
