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Suicide

Fake smile,

Dried eyes,

Scratched wrists,

Bruised thighs,

White pills,

Rope tied,

Gun loaded,

Suicide.

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Written by
lianna-walters
Published
May 24, 2015
Lines·Words
8·15
Notes

Can I die now?

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#suicide#cutting#gun#sad#depression#anxiety#cut#rope#fakesmile#tiredofliving
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