Ugly, Useless, Fag it keeps going I see how my screen lights up every time as in anticipation of something good to come the small vibration of my phone keeps me up my hands can’t do anything, it’s as though I don’t have any to begin with. It keeps going Ugly, Useless Fag the same words same patterns eat me up as if my life is being drained no one even cares about me they all hate, why am I alive? Why don’t you just die fag the message is right why don’t I just die no one will notice the phone will keep buzzing. Heavy steps trudging onto the balcony, climbing onto the railings, what are my last thoughts? Crash It hurts the pain in my back my head, my legs, I can finally feel my hands “NO!” A high pitch screech pierces my bleeding ears, fuck why did I jump I still have her.514Please respect copyright.PENANAoYN9xVJGvc
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Our Hands by Ace King based on Out Out by Robert Frost
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