I lay there in bed staring at the roof
Many faces pass by my eyes
Those who cherish my worthless soul
And a few who have said their goodbyes
I remember a feeling not known anymore
One of compassion and care
But the remnants of my heart blow in the wind
For many pieces it has been teared
Another memory imbued in me
One of a very close friend
But now floats around my foggy mind
A bullet dislodged in her head
I say these things as I breathe in life
and exhale the essence of my core
I then take the knife that calls to me
And let my cold blood spill to the floor
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