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May 2013
Watching midnight strike,
The clock stands at the foot of my bed,
Ticking the seconds till death becomes me,
Thinking about life is all I can do,
Watching others love while I waste away,
The torture and humiliation of high school,
The death of my soul,
The beautiful music I made,
The love I gave but was never given back,
One last pill or cut of the wrist...
I welcome you death with open arms.
**I'm not suicidal I just decided to write a poem about death**
explorereality
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explorereality  USA
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