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The Verge

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THE VERGE

All I endeavored ripped apart,
All I dreamed scorched away,
I stood at the cliff with a heavy heart
Hearing what the setting sun had to say.

My will kicked the bucket long ago,
My heart lost away in a dark squall,
My soul drowned in deep sorrow
Craving to be free once and for all.

My life couldn't stand it any longer,
Desolate waves spattered against me.
Loneliness got this desire stronger,
How worse could my life get to be?

Each day, melancholy gets me on the verge,
Making me sing my own uncanny dirge.
A pessimistic sonnet revolving around a suicide. (Repost)
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i-hEaRt-RaN-cHaN's avatar
This is really cool, I love how you don't automatically think of suicide, you kinda have to think about it