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Dearest friend

Dearest friend.
This is the end.
I'm sick of life.
So tonight I shall take a knife to my heart.
Splatter my blood on the ground.
Turn it into to a form of art.
Tears running down my face.
My heart will be slowing its pace.

I'm tired of all the lies.
I'm sick of pretending to be alright.
So tonight I will end my life.
 
Staring into the dark.
Watching the light fade away.
You could have gotten me to stay..

Dearest friend.
This is goodbye.
No more lies.
I'll finally be free tonight.
Put smile on that face.
I have gone to a better place.
I'm no longer alone.
No longer striving to go home.
I'm buried six feet under the ground.
No one will be around.
I'm finally at peace.
Written by ChoaticGoddess (ShyG)
Published | Edited 13th Feb 2014
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