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May 2015
A few more  pills and there will be no more pain.
A jump to end it fast.
A deep cut to see the beautiful river of blood and die with a smile.

No more suffering, no more screams, no more tears.
Darkness will fade away.
My aching heart wont hurt no more.

Here it goes this empty life off a bridge,
10 pills to die quietly,
Just a knife to open this big wound in my heart.

............dead is so beautiful.............
dead is really beautiful.
Dark moon
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Dark moon  Texas
(Texas)   
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     Nessa dieR and NV
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