I sit in my room, thinking of you
Wondering why
You would ever leave me
Without saying goodbye
I listen to rain drops, pouring on the top
Of my roof
I just sit really still, and i feel
Like my life is no good
Sometimes i have thoughts in my mind
And think of death
Because my pain has ceased and i can rest in peace
And this world forget
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