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Rated: 13+ · Poetry · Drama · #1416623
implied suicide, something i found, one of my old works
Evil eyes stare down at me as I breathe
I can feel them around as they seethe
Tugging at every inch of my existence
Making it known that I burden them with my presence



Sorrow seeps into my pain filled heart
As time passes by at its steady pace
I felt like I have been torn apart
For to them I've been such a disgrace



Now as I grow more each day
The pain has been formed into hate
I built a wall around my heart to keep them away
Even my own life I started to fabricate



I cannot turn back the time
The damage had been done
I know that the fault is mine
I'll give them what they want and be gone



The guns in my hand, loaded and ready, all I have to do is pull the trigger
And I'll be gone
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