It scares me how I am thinking.
The way I did so long ago.
I don't want to be here no more,
so here's how the story will go:
Train tracks, dont look back
busy street, finish it neat.
one step, all thats left
a simple mistake, it all it takes.
to end it here, end it all.
one clumsy girl, and she did fall
off the curb and into the street
a car was too close, just a few feet.
no time to stop, wheels screech
but its too late, she's now six feet deep..
There is my end.
now you all know
I'm back where I started,
so long ago.
Goodbye,
good luck
so long my friends,
this world was too hard,
it forced me to end.
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