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by @Ollie

Why am I sad. I think I might be a little mad. But for no reason, it's so sad I can't stop thinking about those days when I will be bad Why do I count these days till then end of me Would there be a problem with missing me. Will no one even think bout me, I just want to end it all right now, All that shit that is stuck in my head rite now! What the fuck is this inside of me! Is it real me trying to escape from me Or is just you trying to kill me When will it end, I don’t think I’ll ever know. But I think this is coming to an end I just don't want to stick around to the end So I will say goodbye to myself before this ends
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