Uncle Curtis
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Todays the day
I say the words...

The cold hard steel
Agianst my wrist...

How can you sit there and say every things...
Why are you so calm...

I think of ways to better myself,
I think of ways to end my pain...

I grab the blade,
How easy it seems...

I'm sorry,
For everything I've done...

I hold your photo in my hand
Your glassy eyes burn my skin...

Your voice haunts me as i sleep,
Your smile plays in my head...

Are there ever any answers?
ever any truths...

Tell me you love me,
Tell me everything will be alright...

Everyday i looked forward to seeing you
Telling you the stories...