Cold metal pressed against my skin
These feelings of self-hatred
Are going to win
How come I've travelled to this door
Where death lingers
Meaningless lives no more
I've failed oh so many times
Just can't end my life
though it's worth no more than a few dimes
I'm disgraceful at best
A dying hypocrite
Who fails every test
I'm not sure how to put my life back together
Intead it will blow away in the wind
Like a stained white feather
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