Every day, I am mocked by a future that never will be true,
'Round my neck is a rope that'll lift this burden away from you,
. . .
The blank blood pools behind my glassy eyes,
What good are words, when all they bring is misery?
You're not to blame for my untimely demise,
Now everyone in the club can be happy,
. . .
Now everyone in the club can be happy...
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Depressed_Sayori
Oct 02, 2019 07:58PM
Eagles can flyMonkeys can climb Crickets can leapHorses can raceOwls can seekCheetahs can run Eagles can flyPeople can tryBut that's about it.View all Conversations
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