I sit on the edge on the rail way tracks. Alone. Wanting to die. Thinking that I…


I sit on the edge on the rail way tracks. Alone. Wanting to die. Thinking that I will be alone forever and that no one will be there. Someone walks right next to me. I'm not bothered to look who it is. All I say is “Leave me alone.” (I'm the girl. Please be a boy. Include romance.)



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