
[since i can't live, i might as well...]
Rated: Fiction T - English - Poetry - Words: 81 - Reviews: 3 - Published: 07-08-07 - Status: Complete - id: 2387529
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Don't hate me when I am dead
The pill bottle is in my hand
Remember me for the good
Not these bitter tears
Don't cry at my fate
Or care that you were to blame
It's over now
For good.
Forever
Don't care
Don't cry
Don't hurt
Because I die
It's not worth it
And I'm not worth life
So if there's no way I can live
I might as well die.
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