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good moments has turned to memories that been lost and impossible to be found, depression could lead you to unknown places that only you can see it, separate your soul from your body is the closest thing to happiness, life, hope has abandon us, how can we feed our strength when hope lost faith in us… I guess everything has it’s ending, now let me put out my cigarette, close my laptop and go to bed, to wait for sleep to find his way back to my exhausted soul.
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Apr 30, 2014
Apr 30, 2014 at 9:31 AM UTC
Suicide Note
good moments has turned to memories that been lost and impossible to be found, depression could lead you to unknown places that only you can see it, separate your soul from your body is the closest thing to happiness, life, hope has abandon us, how can we feed our strength when hope lost faith in us… I guess everything has it’s ending, now let me put out my cigarette, close my laptop and go to bed, to wait for sleep to find his way back to my exhausted soul.
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Apr 30, 2014
Apr 30, 2014 at 9:31 AM UTC
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