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Lights Out

I can't take this
I'm going insane
My life isn't worth it
When its filled with pain.

After school
When I get home
I lock my door
To be alone.

I grab the bottle
From my dresser
I take a big drink
To relieve this pressure.

Then I grab the gun
Hidden under my bed
I place my finger on the trigger
And put the gun to my head.

I take a deep breath
So I don't shout
Then I pull the trigger
And its lights out.
Written by lesbianoutcast (Chey)
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