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What hope

I have none

Wash it all away with soap

I am done

Let my soul float

Let it drift away with my hope

I still breathe and i am still me

But here and now i don't want to be

Alone all i can think about is setting myself free

Push the button exit this life and leave

I have no more tricks up my sleeve

This is it i have hit the end

As my tortured soul begins to bend

I Just can't seem to mend

I honestly have nothing left to give

My reasoning is gone so why should i live?

So tell me why should i be......