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May 2015
He sat alone,
alone & at home,
where his screams were silent,
but his mind was violent,
his insecurities hid deep inside,
they did indeed eat him alive,
a tear rolled down his face,
as his heart began to race,
where his depression lied deep within.
this went on for days, months, years,
and until he criedย ย his very last tears,
he decided that he had enough,
the world around him was much tooย ย tough,
it took the gun to his head,
Congrats Society,
he is dead.
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