TW: Mention of rope
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The feeling of the rope, tied around my neck.
I'm nothing but a wreck.
Knowing that no one cares.
I felt something running down my face, probably my tears.
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My vision started to blur.
I saw a shadow, crying infront of me. It's her,
I thought.
Please don't cry.
Hearing you ask 'Why'
Please forgive me.
I hope you would miss me
YOU ARE READING
Words That Weave
Poetry"These are the poems I made, For people who feel afraid Poems just for you, All of them are new So accept my hand and read, To feel the tears I had shed." --- #1 ranking in Personalthoughts #10 ranking in Worship Started: July 10,2020 Ended: --
