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The night sky shines on my little pain factory,
I turn my arm to see the blood vessels about to be sacrificed,
I take the blade laced with whatever had a skull on the bottle,
I cut and slice my depression‘s away giving myself my only pleasure,

Please just let me die in peace thinking of a black hole,
While these warm salty rivers are streaming down my face,
My breath is happy choking on this dry nothingness in the back of my throat,
As the crimson mess at my feet slowly grows in diameter,

I scream a silent call for help bringing my hands up to cover my face,
And all I see is yours,
I dream of us holding hands,
Our eyes meet and you gently kiss me on the lips,

You shouldn’t be here,
You don’t deserve to be given time in my last thoughts,
I think of my body slumped down in a chair,
An empty bottle of anti-depressant’s hanging through my finger’s,

This is much better,
More likely too,
Maybe I should have told you I love you,
So you can feel my pain,

Searing through my mind and body,
And have a taste of what I it feels like to be hurt by someone who loves you,
I loved you perhaps too much but just you try,
Go ahead remind me that I’m not already dead,

I don’t know myself…
The light turns off,
I’m still alone,
There’s no reply…

Much like the blade tears through my skin,
Much like you tear through my heart…

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