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Tweedle Dee

Updated: Sun, 1 May 2016 09:36 pm

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Hey I'm not very good at poetry but damn it I try and that's all that should matter everything I put is from life experiences, or past feelings of when I was younger and that's about it I guess


'My Existence' Feels like I'm all alone I wish I had a clone He would take my place And I'd be gone without a trace No one would notice or care My chest hurts, I'm fighting for air Should I die right here and now, I wouldn't care where I went heaven or hell I'm a nobody I shouldn't exist, I can't feel the razor slicing through my wrist Blood dripping warm and red, Oh why lord, why can't I be dead I'm just a waste of space, One giant disgrace I must take the leap, And pray this rope ain't cheap Gravity will do the rest, I just want everyone to know I tried my best All my torment and suffering is nearly over, The rope snapped, death has given me his cold shoulder

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