I look in the mirror;
I see my life.
I glance at my hand;
There is a knife.
Should I do it?
The pain won't last.
Maybe I won't feel it;
If I do it fast.
Is there something to live for;
My life is already dead.
I remember your words;
"no-one loves you" that's what you said.
Betrayed by you, my peer;
You used me like a pawn.
So you'll finally get your wish;
You said you want me gone.
So here it goes;
This is my gift to you.
I believe in what you said;
No-one loves me, and that's the truth.
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