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Suicide.... It sounds so harsh Let's call it someone who is tired of living This world are so cold and dark But yet you try to find something or someone to live for.... Just to get a **** you at the end of the day People that commit suicide or try to go through with it are so strong and weak at the same time Things of the past that are hunting them Or things of the future that are scaring them.... Afraid of love... Afraid of failure... I know that me for one are afraid to live... Death is not scary for me.... Because I'm done living!
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Aug 12, 2018
Aug 12, 2018 at 8:14 AM UTC
Suicide
Suicide.... It sounds so harsh Let's call it someone who is tired of living This world are so cold and dark But yet you try to find something or someone to live for.... Just to get a **** you at the end of the day People that commit suicide or try to go through with it are so strong and weak at the same time Things of the past that are hunting them Or things of the future that are scaring them.... Afraid of love... Afraid of failure... I know that me for one are afraid to live... Death is not scary for me.... Because I'm done living!
Mamma I'm sorry
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Aug 12, 2018
Aug 12, 2018 at 8:14 AM UTC
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