With a flick of my wrist
I could be bleeding
with a flick of my wrist
I could be dead
You have a long life ahead of you
You have so many friends
Why would you want to hurt them
Why would you want to end your life like this?
So with tears in my eyes
I pulled the blade
With my blood spilling out
His eyes filled with tears
I layed dying in his arms
Covering him in my blood
My sight was fading
My last words came with ease
Teary eyed I spoke
My voice shakey
I love you with all my heart
My eyes closed shedding one last tear
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