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Whenever I'm alone my mind seems to roam about the past and how the good memories never last I lay on my bed listening to music realizing how I'm becoming so lucid people don't notice me as much like I'm a ghost and such Invisible to practically everyone maybe I just need to buy myself a shotgun what would it matter if one person out of this planet dies? I'm sure no one will cry It's just hard to stay alive, emotions going into overdrive Maybe I should listen to my thoughts for once cause I'm nothing but a dunce End it all in one blow, life is nothing but a living horror show
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Oct 12, 2016
Oct 12, 2016 at 5:19 PM UTC
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Whenever I'm alone my mind seems to roam about the past and how the good memories never last I lay on my bed listening to music realizing how I'm becoming so lucid people don't notice me as much like I'm a ghost and such Invisible to practically everyone maybe I just need to buy myself a shotgun what would it matter if one person out of this planet dies? I'm sure no one will cry It's just hard to stay alive, emotions going into overdrive Maybe I should listen to my thoughts for once cause I'm nothing but a dunce End it all in one blow, life is nothing but a living horror show
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Oct 12, 2016
Oct 12, 2016 at 5:19 PM UTC
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