Tears are about to flood
Heart is pumping hard
Muscle tone keeps on raising up
Zillions of things flash thru my brain
Yet no expression on my face
why bother
I've cried before
My heart's been hurt not too long ago
My body's been weakened also
And my brain has been close to explode
When I think of death, I see peace
While I'm in darkness, I feel soothed
Spreading depression, emotionally drained
Please don't leave me a stinky bag of human skin
Let ash to ash, dust to dust
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