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Mikayla Small Oct 2015
Sittting down thinking
Not really listening to her
My soul slowly sinking
I'm done with life for sure

I honestly have nothing
To help me win
I lay down my sword for death
My soul is thin

I pour out my heart
It's empty and dry
No blood for me to live
As I slowly die

I think about time
How little there is
My life ended by myself
The pain I miss

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