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I feel the weight of it on my hand the possibilities bliss? darkness? pain? a second chance? no one knows except those who succeed I don’t want others to be in pain but I can’t handle my own it’s selfish to go but even harder to see life past today
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Jan 1, 2020
Jan 1, 2020 at 8:37 PM UTC
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I feel the weight of it on my hand the possibilities bliss? darkness? pain? a second chance? no one knows except those who succeed I don’t want others to be in pain but I can’t handle my own it’s selfish to go but even harder to see life past today
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Jan 1, 2020
Jan 1, 2020 at 8:37 PM UTC
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