She'll Be Gone
She runs and hides
she's out of time.
The yelling
the screaming.
Is here to stay.
Maybe she should
maybe she shouldn't.
Just grab it
push deeper
and slide it
Watch the blood
it'll make you feel good.
What if she can't?
Just go to pills
take them all.
Why don't you?
Maybe then
it will all be done.
No more screaming
no more yelling.
Now it's the same
except for one thing.
Something you can't replace
but chance for the others.
She is now gone
and its your loss.
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