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by dark-moon

I can't do this anymore I can't Anymore. I'm weak, I'm not strong. I'm nothing, I'm no one in this world. All this pills can't do anything Not even kill me. I'm a mess , I'm better dead. I'm tired of all these tears I'm tired of screaming silently I'm tired of my life. I know no one will cared about me I'm a no one That means No one will notice my absence I guess I am right Maybe if I'm dead I won't feel more pain.
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Depression controls my life

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