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Tears


As I lay here in my tears, I realize there is nothing else to cry about.

Nothing else to worry about .

No one to even care for. 

As I lay here in my tears , I start to wonder why I lived this long,

Why I just dont give up yet.

Why I just dont end it now.

As I lay here in my tears, I think who will miss me when im gone,

Who will actually cry ,

Who would be upset that I am not around anymore

As I lay here in my tears, Its too late for all this thinking

Too late for all the what if's

The decision has been made

Time to let go ..............

 

 

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