I Win

Arms of jelly,
I'm sick with worry
my stomach is churning in every direction
if you tell them i wont talk to you
i wont utter a word until I'm dead
then you'll read my words of pure hate and pain and of you and your cruel intolerable ways
i told you not to but you did wish you hadn't now wish you could reverse your actions
but no there permanent not like my life with one simple snip
it was gone forever
no longer will i depress myself or hurt myself because of the pain
thanks a mil i owe you one you were a great help i finally ended it and its all thanks to you
note my sarcastic speech
so on your way dressed in black
follow me with the rest of your pack to finally rest me in peace
with no more thought that your to blame
but you are to blame don't worry its all your fault you just drove me further
i asked and pleaded but you refused so you you can blame yourself this time cause you finally loose.

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