She loves thoughts of death. She wants nothing but to die. After all she has no reason to live. No one cares. She spends her free time writing alone in her room. She thinks why not die. It can't be that bad. When she has nothing else to write she wonders when she'll die.
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Sad poems
PoetryMay be triggered to some most of these poems are related to my life soooo..... I hope you like them!!
