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Jul 2014
Why does it always end this way?
Knife in hand to take the pain away.
Every part of me just wants to die
Because yet again I've made her cry
I can't keep living without her
But things are no longer as they were
She has no time for me anymore
I no longer make her go 'aww'
Now tonight may be my last
I'm missing the days gone past
If she reads this then I'm sorry
I did not mean to make you worry
I just need to die.
The Last Wordsmith
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The Last Wordsmith  New Zealand
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