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Anonymous Jun 2013
This is how it should be,
No one in my corner.
Looking at pictures of the dead.
Losing my head.
Tears welling up, and pouring out.
Outletting my pain  in hands of the tormentor.
I look to you for support.
Who would've guessed, I'm on my own.
Ready for the end.
Got the hammer back and the decision's final.
Cocked and ready to go, but watching the door.
We all know why I do this.
It's for the attention, But when I don't get any; it's for real.
Raj Bhandari Apr 2019
I don't write to share, outletting
steam,
Then I know we are loner, I don't
dream !!

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