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Author: Lady Thistle
Fiction Rated: T - English - Angst - Reviews: 2 - Published: 01-08-07 - Updated: 01-08-07 - Complete - id:2301192

Thank You

Walk along, head down

Ignore what everyone said

They don’t know, they shouldn’t care

That I should be dead.

It’s cold outside, it’s snowing

Frost lies on the ground

I could die by taking pills

Or I could be drowned.

Drowned in a freezing lake

Ice on top of snow.

Beneath it I breathe my last breath

And sink to the bottom slow.

My last dying thoughts will be

Of my family and friends.

Thank you for trying to help me

But this is where it ends.



© Copyright 2007 Lady Thistle (FictionPress ID:550895).


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