I run through the school
Tears down my face
People start laughing
memories i can't erase
I run through the field
With a frown on my face
Everyone starts staring
memories i can't erase
i keep repeating memories
I don't like to face
As the blade hits my rist
I start to cry
Not from the blade
From the memories
That make me pissed
so insted of the bad days
I decide to end my life
As i slowly fade away i
Say goodbye to today,
Tomarrow, and every other
Day of my life.
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