She stood in front of the mirror
Her mind filled with hate and fear
For she held the knife up to her throat
She looked at the suicide note she wrote
She pressed the knife slowly and shed a few tears
And she thought of all the good and bad years
The loneliness, the pain
The love she couldn’t gain
Heartbreaks, broken home, and fake friends
Goodbye world, this is her end
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Author:
EnderGirl (
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- Category: Sad
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