Suicide

April 1, 2011
I grab my knife
i put it in my pocket
you hug me close
i pull out my knife
i slit my thought
you didn't know
i felt so low
i wanted to cry
you let me die
i am on the ground
i am in the sky
you broke me down
i look at you
i look at me
you lift my lifeless body
i stop breathing
i am dead





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