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Suicide Note
Through the years I fought and fought
and for what, to be torn apart?
I wish I didn't care what the world thought
But I do, the reason I'm feeling blue
Look at me, no fame or money in the bank
What would you do?
Consider yourself lucky to be alive?
Vulnerabilities on display frequently
Mystery in abundance, drenched in secrecy
How can you blame me for my misfortunes?
I didn't choose to be abandoned by everyone
I chose to leave on my own terms, lucky me
and for what, to be torn apart?
I wish I didn't care what the world thought
But I do, the reason I'm feeling blue
Look at me, no fame or money in the bank
What would you do?
Consider yourself lucky to be alive?
Vulnerabilities on display frequently
Mystery in abundance, drenched in secrecy
How can you blame me for my misfortunes?
I didn't choose to be abandoned by everyone
I chose to leave on my own terms, lucky me
Published 2nd Jan 2014
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2nd Jan 2014 2:55pm
This is damn true.
As if it was my own note,
but I'm still alive.
Really great write!
It's going in the list.
As if it was my own note,
but I'm still alive.
Really great write!
It's going in the list.
3rd Jan 2014 7:45pm
