She writes suicide notes,
Ones that only she reads,
For every attempt fails,
But with every new note she writes,
The urge and attempts become high,
She's addicted to self destruction,
But not really sure why,
She's thought about help,
Or talking to a friend,
But they really don't understand,
Where's the fun in all that?
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Poetry Done Right
Poetry(Description will be entered at later date. Basically its a book of poems I write. If you would like yours to be in it, please message me and I'll add it in with all credits going to you. I'll add any social media you have as well, if you would l...
