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Suicide plays on my mind, So many opportunities. In the bath, when the blade is only a few inches away. Or at night when everyone’s asleep and the pills just sit on the shelf. So many opportunities. Tears fall but you don’t care I’m just a little girl, i shouldn’t feel this pain. The screaming and the fighting. Tears fall, but you don’t care Im just another broken girl. I hate the words that you scream. But I’m just another sad teen. I’m just another broken girl. I swallowed the pills. They see me lay lifeless in the coffin. You don’t care, you never did. So don’t greeve over my dealth. I swallowed the pills. It’s been two years. You see I had died in vein. No one remembers the sad teen who took her life away. Suicide plays on my mind.
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Dec 4, 2016
Dec 4, 2016 at 10:04 PM UTC
Suicide
Suicide plays on my mind, So many opportunities. In the bath, when the blade is only a few inches away. Or at night when everyone’s asleep and the pills just sit on the shelf. So many opportunities. Tears fall but you don’t care I’m just a little girl, i shouldn’t feel this pain. The screaming and the fighting. Tears fall, but you don’t care Im just another broken girl. I hate the words that you scream. But I’m just another sad teen. I’m just another broken girl. I swallowed the pills. They see me lay lifeless in the coffin. You don’t care, you never did. So don’t greeve over my dealth. I swallowed the pills. It’s been two years. You see I had died in vein. No one remembers the sad teen who took her life away. Suicide plays on my mind.
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Dec 4, 2016
Dec 4, 2016 at 10:04 PM UTC
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