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Left alone in so much pain

Nothing to lose nothing to gain

Eyes filled with tears, one thought in mind

Search the shelves the gun you can't find

Anger grows strong

Deeper sense you don't belong

Turn the corner ever so slow

The wrong way she did it, the right way you know

Slide open the drawer retrieve the blade

The blade to dull for sharpness you prayed

Then there's a smash, and glass all around

Pick up the sharpest piece you can find off the ground

Into the bathroom you close the door

Your not so sure you can do it anymore

But you get up your nerve the glass finds the skin

And with a few moments the room starts to spin

You drop to your knees, the blood there to much

The pain is intense, you didn't think it would hurt as such

You look around your vision blurred  

You're to weak to scream, your words can't be heard

So as you lay dying one thought in your head

Nothing to worry about now, because you'll soon be dead

Your mother, your father, your brothers they cried

For you sought and found your destination suicide.