Title: Hmph
by Leah | in writing, poetry
If some one could kill me now,
At least I'd die happy.
Because if all you want is to die,
Who needs the art of laughing?
This pain, it seeps right through me
Like leaves turning wet
This pain, it seeps right through me
Even whilst I dream in my bed
There's no escape route
Just self destruction
That's the only release button.
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