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Mar 2016
Slumped against the wall
Can in one hand
Pills in another
Slowly vanishing
Time fly's by
I never move
Slide of pills now gone
5 cans litter the floor
Head finally feeling empty
No thoughts in sight
I'm starting to feel sleepy
My eyes becoming heavy
'Not so fast.....
I'm back again...'
Mind now a storm of hate
Eyes held up by the black shadow
Stopping me from freedom
Collect my keys
And my bag
I guess death can wait till after school....
**Again...
Written by
WiltingMoon
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