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When the flow just doesn't fit the rest of it...
You slice your wrist and bleed everywhere
Are we supposed to feel bad?
You're the one who "couldn't hold on"
Apparently it was too much
Don't ask for pity
For you'll not receive it
You let it take over your being
Life may get tough
Just keep pushing onward
Don't listen to the sounds
Of Everyone putting you down
Else, You'll end up regretting
Because everyone ends up forgetting
The reason that you disappear
Living your life in utter fear
Scissors, razor, bleed
Crying tears of agony
What you don't seem to notice
Without you, friends' are hopeless
You died today
Body on the floor
Bullet to your brain
Found you next to the door
Confusion and pain
How could this happen?
And you thought they were ready
Willing to accept the challenge
Buried tomorrow
6 feet underground
No one cares about your story
You were the one letting us down
Are we supposed to feel bad?
You're the one who "couldn't hold on"
Apparently it was too much
Don't ask for pity
For you'll not receive it
You let it take over your being
Life may get tough
Just keep pushing onward
Don't listen to the sounds
Of Everyone putting you down
Else, You'll end up regretting
Because everyone ends up forgetting
The reason that you disappear
Living your life in utter fear
Scissors, razor, bleed
Crying tears of agony
What you don't seem to notice
Without you, friends' are hopeless
You died today
Body on the floor
Bullet to your brain
Found you next to the door
Confusion and pain
How could this happen?
And you thought they were ready
Willing to accept the challenge
Buried tomorrow
6 feet underground
No one cares about your story
You were the one letting us down
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