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(*I was writing this in 4th period after being depressed all morning...*)

I called you and you weren't there
I needed you but you didn't show
Where were you?
Didn't you hear me calling?
So now I lay in tears
Lost in my own demise
The knife that calls to me
Glinting from across the room
I get up and walk over
To my sweetest treasure
I slice and cut
Watching the ruby red
Drip onto the floor
The crimson rose
Blooms through my veins
Onto the floor
Slipping through my fingers
I can't fight the depression
I'm sorry I let you down
But the truth is
I finally found my sweetest death
Do not mourn me
Do not cry for me
Live life like you would
But remember one thing
I'm always watching over you.