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Since I love doing poems, here is one I did, but I'm not giving the name of it.


Hands clenched into fists,

Extending my arms, I cut my wrists.

Blood trickling down my finger tips,

And hitting the ground.

In my own angry depression, I drowned,

But no one cares...To them, I don't exist.

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