All alone,
crying out.
Trying to scream,
full of doubt.
You walk on by,
i start to cry.
I start to fall,
i want to die.
I punch the wall,
with my fist.
I go numb,
scars on my wrist.
No more words,
last good-bye.
Nothing more,
i can try.
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