My Opera is closing 3rd of March

emmies poems

uhmmm idk

death

death
just a simple word
die
even simpler
three says go by with out thinking of it
to not be alive
to be with god
to be with someone who matters
here
i dont know who i am
here
i cant take the pain
here
is when i go insain
mom found out
about my little plan
i dont know what i was going to do
didnt get that far
even now it sounds great
to leave this hell
and be at peace
for once
but then i think
about how it would effect everyone
i didnt know i made a diffrence
to anyone
but im still at the line
and if i cross it
i cant turn back
got to keep going
no will be able to stop me
stop me from living

i put my finger to my mouththat fucking bastered

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