The sand is my canvas

A sliver of my heart

You hold in your hand,

Crimson regret

Stains the sorrowful sand,

The sea crashes against the rocks

Anger rises from the deep,

Too hyped up

To calm or sleep,

A last goodbye

The shed of a last tear,

I put the gun to my head

And I pull the trigger.

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