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221 · Feb 2016
Citaloproam
Navi Romero Feb 2016
My eyes are heavy
My legs are numb

I emptied the bottle
Left only one

My heart is racing
My mouth is dry

They couldn't save me
Even if they tried

My eyes are finally closing
I think it may be time

The last thing I remeber
Was him screaming,

"Why God? Why?"

— The End —