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Jan 2015
Voices, voices all around
don't you also hear the sounds
the voices yelling, screaming at me
"why don't you just end it, just leave"
they stay all day and keep me up at night
they say "try again till you get it right"
so I take out the bottle of pills from my drawer
and hope ill be in pain nevermore
but than at the end they're still around
"your so weak you would leave your friends crying on the ground"
I try and run I try and hide
no matter where I go they live inside
so I made a decision to end it all
because I've hit rock bottom no where left to fall.
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gabriel ackerman
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gabriel ackerman  Pennsylvania
(Pennsylvania)   
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     ShadowMan24h and Margaret B
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