Gun in my mouth
A scream in the dark
The end of my life
With a knife to my heart

Whats the point in living?
I want to die

So dont blame yourself
Dont stand there and cry

Crash my own plane

Jump off the cliff

Bye, bye sweet me
I'll bit be missed






I really suck at writing poems. But I try and thats all I really care about.

 
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