GONERA Poem by Gabrielle LynnShe lies in bed, head rested on her pillowcase The pills are starting to kick in, she can no longer feel her face The bloody razor blades settle between her two fingers And before falling into an everlasting sleep, she lets her mind linger It's all over now, there is no saving her If you didn't want her to die, you should've thought about that earlier.
© 2017 Gabrielle LynnAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on May 23, 2017 Last Updated on May 23, 2017 AuthorGabrielle LynnInverness, FLAboutI love Twenty One Pilots, Panic at the Disco, Halsey, and Melanie Martinez. I also love writing stories and fanfiction. They usually talk about anxiety, pain, and depression, though. more..Writing
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