everytime I blink I start to think of you at brink.. I cry and wonder why you had let go.. I'm so sorry for not knowing you were depressed.. now I start to get obsessed with my thoughts that aren't too bright.. but I might look and try to fight through the pain to gain the knowledge of what happened and understand why you had to go.. now I sit and contemplate alone..
pyro
20 November 2018~
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