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No one cares,
While my head spins wild.
At least my nails are done
And my hair is styled.
It’s getting harder to breath,
Harder to see.
I cut my skin,
In hopes to be free.
The monsters aren’t hiding inside of the closet,
And they’re not underneath the bed.
As the roses are wilting,
They run circles inside of my head.
Just one more time,
I tell myself.
I bring the blade to my arm,
Wishing it never came off the shelf.
The blood drips down,
Before it falls to the floor.
I’m running out of time now,
If only I had more.
I didn’t mean for this to happen,
I’m sorry I couldn’t stay.
Please don’t cry over me,
For that I pray.
I’ll look down on you,
Make sure you are never sad.
I never meant to leave you alone,
But I was driving myself mad.
If you should ever miss me,
Look up at the stars.
If my wishes came true,
I’ll be up there with Mars.
Goodbye, My Love,
I will miss you so.
Hopefully even though I’m gone,
You’ll continue to grow.
This is where we go separate ways,
If only I could have held you once more.
I’m sorry it had to end like this,
I’m sorry I had to close the door.
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