My heart continues to race,
My mind begins to swirl,
I want to leave this place,
Flee this cold world.
My hands continue to shake,
My dreams begin to disappear,
I want to go before I break,
Run away from my fear.
My feelings continue to dim,
My love begins to cry,
I want to run from it,
Ending this unfair life.
My nightmares continue to play,
My sobs become silent,
I want to get away,
Leaving this awful torment.
My tears continue to stream,
My blood begins to stain,
I want to stop the screams,
Killing myself with the blade.
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