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2 AM; battery's on 4;
silently waiting for
the sound of serenity
and it comes,
but only for a while.
if i can't count on you,
it's better if you leave.
and it's better when you're gone.
but i love you sincerely
and don't want you to hurt,
you may have thoughts
about ending your suffering,
but that's not how you do it.
i'm proud of you-
of yourself and only you.
i trust you enough to be able
to remember me even when you're sad
or when you're mad
cause once those feelings are gone
you aren't here in this world no more.
put aside those tablets,
those knives or cutters,
look into my eyes,
or just listen to my voice.
you worth more than everything
in this world,
and no one's going to let you down.
It's 2 AM and you might be wondering
what is the point of you
still breathing until today–
it is because you are loved,
and no one wants to see you hurt.
life can be cruel,
but that doesn't mean
you can be cruel to yourself.
get those whispers out of your way,
love yourself as much as i love you,
just—
don't give up.

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