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Drowning his pain
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Sad\Depressing Poems He swallows down the bottle of whiskey,
the poisonous bottle of hell
his eyes start to twitch,
and his body starts to swell
somehow, he doesnt feel well
something is there that you can't tell
he gets up and tries to walk out the door
only falling to the floor
He rests against the sore
only screaming out for more..
he has compassion,
but only for his own destruction
his eyes show his for of ending
but his stubborn soul is never bending
why won't he try mending?
he is tired of trying is the answer he bears
he backs out of the bright lit room
and walks to the darkened room
where he grabs a knife
oh how it gleams in the sun
he says, "sorry all, this was fun.."
and instead ends his life with a gun
