Amicos

A Poem by The Auctor

As I lay down here tired and beat
I'm seeing death as nothing but sweet
For no one was there when you fall

Making you realize your'e worth nothing at all

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Added on May 2, 2016
Last Updated on May 2, 2016

Depressed, suicidal, college student who likes poems. more..