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Lost

No one is here
Where am I?
I'm alone
In the street
Why?
Why?
No one knows I exist
The ones that did... are gone
I wandered here
I was sad
Betrayed
Why do they hate me?
Becuase I exist
I know that I live
Isn't that enough?
NO
They left me here...
To die
A silver blade glints in the light
Slits my wrists
The raging liquid flows freely
While only death awaits
And I welcome it

Please tell me what you think

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