November Birthdays
Sad eyes closing, their final task
If tonight, this darkest night
My very last
Escape, oh captive broken girl
Flee the body, aching soul
Seek peace in darkness
It is all I ask
Young enough
I longed to hope
Blistered palms
No more rope
Ashamed, what am I doing
My final thoughts
Ink and paper
Scattered envelopes
My god, why me?
Why have I killed you?
Its what I had to do
Think not about the others
You have nothing left to give
Lay down and breathe
Sweet final breaths
Crying child
When did you lose
The final hope to live?
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Posted Nov 23, 2022, 4:15 AM UTC
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