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Personal Piece- Contains upsetting material - So Over It (Poem)
I’m sitting at home,
And I’m all alone.
The blood is dripping,
My vision is blurring.
The bottle of pills are screaming my name,
Saying that these feelings will stay the same.
The pain is slowly suffocating me,
Telling me everyone will be just fine without me.
I’m starting to believe,
Everyone will be so much happier if I leave.
Forever.
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