vorige gedicht
vorige gedicht
so called reality
I saw my life flashing by
Looked at my arm
I finally had the guts to power trough
I saw the blood flowing over my pillow case
I felt my tears dropping on my cheeks
My veins were showing
And one of them was broken
By a simple, fast but harsh and effective cut of a knife
I’d planned my own funeral
I looked in the mirror and smiled
‘It was finally over!
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