My Life
Happieness is joyful
Love is with family
Something bends it doesnt mend
Nothing matters
Then all of a sudden
Her heart shatters
She stares at a knife
because nobody cares about her life
When the knife digs in
She tears her skin
The blood drips down
But she doesnt frown
She takes a hand full of pills
And begins to feel ill
She leaves a note it says im done
But she survied its all over
Shes done.
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