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When I lay in my bed the first thought in my head is, "I wish I was dead." Trust me you are better off without a crazy girl that has lost control of everything she knows. My dead weight slowly sinks farther and farther down in the sea. Where the bottom is just out of reach. I can no longer see, for I have fallen blind. Lost consciousness, nowhere to go. Slowly spiraling out of control.
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Oct 12, 2017
Oct 12, 2017 at 12:20 AM UTC
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When I lay in my bed the first thought in my head is, "I wish I was dead." Trust me you are better off without a crazy girl that has lost control of everything she knows. My dead weight slowly sinks farther and farther down in the sea. Where the bottom is just out of reach. I can no longer see, for I have fallen blind. Lost consciousness, nowhere to go. Slowly spiraling out of control.
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Oct 12, 2017
Oct 12, 2017 at 12:20 AM UTC
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