Wishing that she could disappear from the face of the world
Holding on to every ounce of pain she felt everyday
Yerning for the day that her pain would finally subside
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Amber, as Mick says, 'Get a grip! ' Your poem is not the first of the day treating of self-destruction. Why the sadness?