Taz

She sits in a corner
Felling so alone
The pain of living
To much to bare
The knife by her side
The will to want to die
Then with two quick slits
She ends it all.

The End

You know, there's just something about The End that gets me all misty sometimes; that was part of the reason for the user name, obviously. Again, The Pain is translating very well, I think. Unnecessary words are useless when faced with one's own Death, and for me, at least, concise verses are what relates the difficulty, the finality, more than anything. Very heavy, instinctive, and serene.

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No One is coming to save me...