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I thought it was over,
I knew I was done.
Every day of my life seemed worthless,
pointless,
empty.
If God gave me a gift,
I lost it.
If I had inner beauty,
no one noticed.
If I had any friends,
they blew me off.
If anyone loved me,
it was ok they forgot to that day.
If I wanted a 'hi',
thats ok they forgot that too.
I just wish that someone had told me to think more,
before I threw my life away.
It wasn't anyone's fault,
it was my own,
should have thought more before I plunged to deep.
It gets awful lonely below six feet.
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