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Last Breath


Falling in love can take your breath away, But at the end it will make you pay. I fell in love once Thought it a great bunce After awhile I was betrayed. Yes, I was played. With his confession, I turned to depression, So I took a knife. Tried ending my life. Blood ran down my wrists. Pain continued to persist. Waiting for my body to drain And release my pain. Blood red sins poured out of me. No one heard my plea. Covered in blood and tears Ending now were my fears Cutting deeper, Feeling weaker, Making my way to the major vein. Found myself in the Emergency Room Death had me wrapped in her womb. Slipping away; Making him pay. Hearing cries, And many goodbyes I tried to come back But everything went black. Couldn't say what my reasons were. Everything is a blur. Took a last breath.
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