I cannot cope

You cut your wrists
I feel it too
I cannot cope well
Without you
Admit the truth
out comes the knife
You take yours
And I’ll take mine
You are my life’s worth
Good and true
I am so empty
With out you
And so this ends
I take my bow
I’ll try to make it
Some way some how

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