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I lie in bed Pounding head ****** slit wrists Food barely bit Beer bottles on floor Feeling lost and torn Asking myself... Is it time to end all the pain?
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Jan 21, 2015
Jan 21, 2015 at 4:46 PM UTC
Why I Open My Eyes is Still A Mystery
I lie in bed Pounding head ****** slit wrists Food barely bit Beer bottles on floor Feeling lost and torn Asking myself... Is it time to end all the pain?
KatSchemi
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Jan 21, 2015
Jan 21, 2015 at 4:46 PM UTC
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