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That Ladder


I see, sadly,that ladder I know what happen I don't even have to look I close my eyes I wish i didn't see what i saw I saw my shoes I saw my pants I saw my shirt I saw the rope wrapped around my neck I saw my lifeless body I saw the light I didn't go I wish i had I still see tears I see tears in my mothers eyes I see tears in my grandmothers eyes I now see tears in mine I wish i hadn't done it I hate all the pain I took my own life I couldn't handle them anymore I couldn't take the names I couldn't take the fists I couldn't take the objects flying towards me I now can only think I will always regret it
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