Copyright, Marcus

Each minute I anticipate
Is a minute passed by
The moments I waited here
Waiting for you to say hi
The longer I wait
The harder it is
To hold in these tears
The tears slowly roll
Roll down my face
I can’t take this
Not any longer
So here I wrote
I’m sorry mom
I’m sorry dad
For all the trouble
I take one last look
Around my room
Took my gun in my hand
Put it against my head
One last thought
Goes through my head
As I pull the trigger
I love you sweetie


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