It was sitting on the wood again Shining in the glow of the lights It was almost is my purse I shook my head and picked it up Stormed off to the other room Demanded that my coworked hide it Hide it so deep it erases this problem I came home from work And now I sit here with this option I still have one more in my little blue box One more object that fucks up so much more than flesh But no...Not tonight and not ever again Life is too damned short to be bleeding all over the place This is over as of now March 29th is day number one of my new life
Reason for writing:
So damn tired of being sad...Starting today it's all over.
Birth sign: Libra
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