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A broken heart

A razor blade

A bloody wrist

And one problem that can't be fixed

A girl with tear in her eyes

A cabinet full of pills

A drawer full of knives

And something that may or may not change the world

A blood drenched floor

A bloody chest

A young life

And the hope of no return in the end

I know that you didn't mean it

I know that it wasn't suppose to happen

I know that I am now dead...

And you live on without regret of my death

I write this for you

I write this to show you

I write to only you

Because it is not your fault that I loved you

And you never loved me to begin with

Yes I know

I am

Dead.......