I lay down to die, a glass in my hand
My hear is too weak, a pain I can't stand
A note and a picture, to my side view
A mirror scans my face, my eyes a pale blue
I don't deserve to live, hurting my friends
My life doesn't help them, my life has to end
The tiny white pills, sing my escape
My mind has been settled, no time to contemplate
My loved ones are sleeping, and soon so will I
No one to save me, no one to cry
They don't see it coming, a ghost in the night
No "I love you"s, to save me from flight
I wonder what they'll say, what they will think
The wake me for morn, my cheeks lacking pink
A cold marble statue, lying on my bed
Tears will drape down, to comfort the dead
Rich, crimson roses, hover my grave
People to visit, respect never paid
A sinking of heart, a mind with regret
Here lies a girl, they'll never forget
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