LeavingA Poem by Sophles
I shall sit alone
and think about pills and alcohol and razors and death... Peoples words are painful Bad words mean a thousand good Mixtures of hate and despise I don't understand Why people spread so much hate... I think it's a message A message to leave this world Behind and forget all the hate... But what if what I find is worse I don't know what to do. © 2013 SophlesAuthor's Note
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