LastA Poem by Krista
One last word
"help" One last thought "why me" One last smile which is fake. One last laugh, that you brought me before you died. You wanted to live, one last sunset. One last breeze, hearing the wind blow past my ear. One last bird chirping, trying to decide how to go. Seeing the nature around me, brings me peace. One last question " Will you even notice if I'm gone?" One last song "Her last words" Now I will go, Leave you to think about what you did.
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Added on July 10, 2017 Last Updated on July 10, 2017 AuthorKristaPAAboutMy name is Krista. I'm 27 years old. I have an eating disorder and am a cutter. I'm also depressed most of the time a very negative out look on life. more..Writing
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