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Apr 2015
My bones Ach from the sadness
My mind lives off the madness
I always feel like I'm dying
But I can't die
And I can't go on because the sadness,
from missing you leaves me long gone
Now I'm all by myself and I don't know what to do
Should keep i on going or bid you adieu
Maybe you should just tie the noose around my neck and then pronounce me dead
Then cut my heart out my chest and rip it shreds
Just Go on and shoot me in the head the whole world knows I'm better off dead
Emily Mark
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