 | I hold a suicide note in one hand
I hold in the other, a knife.
For with this knife I have,
I am to take this life.
You are my reason,
That I am in vain,
All you have done,
Is put me in pain.
With all of my sorrow,
I carry in my soul,
I will not see a tomorrow.
For me, I have reached my goal.
This goal I have,
Is the one I keep.
All you do is disdain,
When half of my life I leap.
This blade I stab into my chest,
I fall to the floor in darkness.
But I was put to my rest,
Only for the best.
And it was all because of you.
Written by Kennedy .D.
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