There she walks,
Down that road,
With knife in hand,
She’s ready to let go.
He never listened,
He never cared,
And even worst,
He was never there.
She needed him,
But now he’s gone.
And she was left to live on.
She doesn’t want to,
No one else cares,
Now the bloods running
Off her fingers.
Her mind races,
Her steps slow,
And now it’s time
For her to go.
 
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