Losing Oneself

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Hello
Good bye
Why do I bother trying anymore?
I think I'm okay
And then things slip away.
I'm on the floor now.
The clock is ticking louder
My heart is beating faster
I know that the end is near
He looks at me
Drink in hand
Tells me "it will be okay friend"
"Take a sip"
"Put the poison to your lips."
Hands are trembling I think aloud
'Will the end be better than now?'
I say fuck it,
Thanks for the push I needed.
Take a sip
Then I sit
Waiting for dawn to hit
And I think
It's all over now.

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