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Late at Night When the Outcasts are Out by whydowetry, literature

Ending it all by whydowetry, literature

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Ending it all

They walk away, A smirk on their face, They hurt a girl, For their relief. Tear stained cheeks, And grief covered lies, Not a friend in the world, Nor a person who cares. A rope in her room, And cuts on her wrists, She doesn't want to hurt, Doesn't want to cry. An idea forms, So she doesn't have to hope, A way of escape, A way to die. Not a doubt in her mind, As she slips it over her head, Never to hurt again. With a single jump, That girl became, Like everyone else.

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Her Pale October by l0velybirds, literature

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Her Pale October

Her tresses reach Ground length. Her heavy heart Reaches long length. Her face is pale By the moon. By how he beams, It makes her beam pale. The wingéd angels, They spit out their laughter. They don't have any words, But the heartlessly give laughter. They want to push her down When she tries her way up their ladder. "Please," begs she, "Please keep you endeavor Of telling me to live forever and ever." "For ever and ever?" Cry the seraphs of heaven, "For never have we made Such an endeavor To owe you long as forever!" No promise have they kept, Staining her October. So by the time that time had trialed, She was