I made my decison im going to die.


I'll take my knife and cut way down deep.
All the blood will poor out and things
will get so much better.

And when someone finds me it wont
mean a thing. For i will be gone and
i'll never come back to sing.

So what if i made a pact with my friends.
I said i wont do it again. But they left me
and i had so much pain all dewling inside me.

I wished it would leave and it didnt.

So i took my knife and broke so many
promises.

This is The End for me and my sucky life.
 
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