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Gone
Look at me, am I not worth it?
Abandon me, because I'm worthless.
You scream at me like you're the victim here.
The ashes scattered, the view no longer clear.
Beg to me, whisper sweet suicide.
When I adhere, see the joy in your eyes.
I relieve the pain, with poison in my veins.
I mask the scars of my life torn apart.
I was restless, tried to get to you.
No cash, no ticket but I was feeling blue.
Got arrested, the police called your phone.
Said theres no space, told them send her home.
*thats all I've got so far - how is it?*
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I don't think you trust in my self righteous suicide - I cry - when angels deserve to die!
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