The Fuck Up

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Tired of trying

Thinking everything you do is wrong?

Wondering whats outside this life?

Wondering who would miss me if I'm gone?


I can say that I'm a fuck up. 

I want to know what death is to come to me

But to hear her scream as she sees my body 

Limp on the ground


Tears rolling down her face as i'm going in and out of consciousness

Hearing her scream fade like music 

My life flashing not being able to be there for her

Something on me 


The pressure heavy 

My eyes closing giving in to the world

Suddenly the wind is on my face and I'm moving 

I'm alive... 

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