Knife : Life

I take the knife but is it really worth my life? your not here I’m not full of cheer I can’t think straight it’s like I’m on a freight heart races mind paces do you really care Pls tell me if ur there.. I take the knife but is it worth my life? my heads hurting nothing is working. my hands shake my wrist ache i can’t come to this was way past due I take the knife and I take a life

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