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I cut Don't judge I like to board It's my escape from reality I have secretly tried sucide three times Once with a rope But there was nothing to hang from Once with some pills But I just received a bad headache Once with a razor and my flesh But I'm still here Why am I still here I only have music I only have boarding I'm done
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May 8, 2014
May 8, 2014 at 1:26 AM UTC
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I cut Don't judge I like to board It's my escape from reality I have secretly tried sucide three times Once with a rope But there was nothing to hang from Once with some pills But I just received a bad headache Once with a razor and my flesh But I'm still here Why am I still here I only have music I only have boarding I'm done
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May 8, 2014
May 8, 2014 at 1:26 AM UTC
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