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Goodbye, my truest thought, This is where I‘m running, And you are getting caught. Goodbye to warming hands, This is becoming the heat, Which I can no longer stand. Goodbye, my beloved drug, This is our blood bond ending, No more kisses, no more hugs. Goodbye to you and I, This is were I realise, This brain, body and life is mine. Goodbye, my dearest friend, This is where not mine, But your existence ends.
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Mar 2, 2020
Mar 2, 2020 at 12:54 PM UTC
Goodbye suicide
Goodbye, my truest thought, This is where I‘m running, And you are getting caught. Goodbye to warming hands, This is becoming the heat, Which I can no longer stand. Goodbye, my beloved drug, This is our blood bond ending, No more kisses, no more hugs. Goodbye to you and I, This is were I realise, This brain, body and life is mine. Goodbye, my dearest friend, This is where not mine, But your existence ends.
laravdvelden
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Mar 2, 2020
Mar 2, 2020 at 12:54 PM UTC
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