turn out the lights but please,
don't close your eyes
minutes from departing its
something no one wants too see
in the morning they'll find you but,
why did you really leave
why did you take that blade
and break the skin,
drain your wrists of every sin
deep inside they have too care but
nothing matters now just because
your on your own doesn't mean you're
alone, you'll never have too look
in the mirror again, you have no legacy
this is the end
(i wrote this on 1/8/08)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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