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**** Yourself (Part III)

Always boasting my emotions

On how I'm so ******* broken

Think I'm joking

When I'm talking

About blowing my head open

Till the moment you walk in

And find my body motionless

Wrists slit

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skai
Published
Jan 30, 2016
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$uicideboy$

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