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i love you so much 
that i dont want to be a burden 
on your heart
so i might as well go 

with the knife pointed at my chest 
i go ahead and take my last breath 
and finish the rest 
with a gun to my head 

knife at the heart and soul 
with the gun pointed at my brain encased in skull 
shoot the trigger 
and knife goes through 

life flashes before my eyes 
as i fall to floor with tears streaming down my cheeks
because i wasn't good enough for you keep 
so i kept my dignity and did it myself 
your life should be easier now 

no girl to hound on, scream at, and beat 
no messes to clean 
no slamming doors or flying rocks 
no more books shoved to floor 

its my last present from me to you 
as your first born child
i hope the rest turn out opposite of me 

with phd's in there hands
and uniforms on their bodies as they serve our country 
 

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BookWorm

It's really good. I could feel the pain while reading it. I also get how that feels. I feel like I can't do anything right according to my parents. I feel like they would be better off without me sometimes. Amazing job!

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Tiffany Siegman

Ouch, that's heavy. Very painful when nothing ever seems to be good enough.

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Gorawyn

You are not a burden. I love you. PHD or waitress, I don't care what you become, as long as you are happy. You will always be important to me, and I love you, just for being you.

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