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The End (by Angie)
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Nowhere to go
Failing in life
Happiness seems impossible
A need to end this strife
Saddness is overwhelming
Darkness in her head
These thoughts wont go away
A strong need to be dead
Coming home with anger
Leaving with clenched fists
Nothing makes it better
Except for slitting wrists
Watching her world fall apart
It all just passes by
She holds her head in her hands
And just continues to cry
Not sure if she can hold up
Most likely tempting fate
Cant take it anymore
So full of sickening hate
The pistol shaking in her hands
Her heart not any bigger
She holds the weapon to her head
And slowly pulls the trigger...
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