Amy laid in her bed,
just burning indside,
hurting over everything she said,
and all she had did,
in her life and why ,
she wanted to say goodbye,
The only reason Amy had stayed,
Was for God and for her baby,
Yet still she was slowly starting to fade,
The fight got hearder every day,
And Amy started cutting to finally feel,
Anything was better than nothing at all,
So she prayed To God as she slit her wrists,
saying " God help me not do this!"
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