She sat tight in the corner with her head on her knees,
As she quietly begged, let me kill myself please.
With a knife tightly gripped in her left hand,
Life as she thought was not going as she planned.
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Nice reading your poem, well written.....a positive message to life philosophy, on the same note..i would like to share my poem '' Flame of anger, desire and hope''. TQ