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Jan 2018
“I am lied to,
I am deceived,
I am hurt ,
I am broken,
I am split,
I am dust”,
All things our heart has whispered,
Into our souls.
Which are whispering to our minds,
“I am lied to,
I am deceived,
I am hurt,
I am broken,
I am split,
I am dust”.
And the mind replies,
“I am lied to,
I am deceived,
I am hurt,
I am broken,
I am split,
I am dust”.
Our souls,
Our hearts,
Our minds.
They are all tired.
Tired of the lieing,
Deceiving,
Hurting,
Breaking
Splitting,
And cremating.
Our hearts, minds, and souls
Are sick of this abuse,
“We want a break” they scream,
“We are done with the abuse.”
Then the heart shuts down,
Then the mind.
And finally,
The soul convinces the body,
“Your in pain, those pills can make it better”
The body takes a pill,
“No” the soul says,
“All of them” it whispers.
The body takes them all,
It Falls asleep.
“It didn’t work” the soul screams,
“Pick up the blade, it will give you sweet release from this pain,”
The soul coaxes “it wont hurt.”
The blade cuts,
The blood drips,
The body is dying.
“Finally” the soul celebrates,
“No more suffering,
No more pain,
No more deceiving,
Its over”
The soul shuts down.
Written by
Kelly  15/F
(15/F)   
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   Carlie Sims and Kaylee
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