Why did I do the things I did?
Why did I cut myself?
Why did I hold the knife to my throat?
And as I did, I cut, and fell to the ground.
It is now I realize what I was meant to do in life,
Only to watch myself die upon the ground.
But now as I watch my world turned to red,
I smile knowing all my pain is gone

 
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