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Dec 2016
I'm gona do it I swear.
I'm gona do it, don't come near
I'm. Sick of feeling like im the center of your hate
I'm gona end the dispair
Don't blame yourself, you only twisted the keys into the locks I forged,
Don't hate yourself,
Or you'll find you'll join Me,  you'll pick up the cross I bore,

If I find myself breathing in the morning,
Then the drugs failed. Even though I ignored the labels warning,

It's ok though  because  I'll still  have no one here
I'll still feel all the fear
Don't worry. I'll do it
I swear
My life is fine, but I'm still walking the line I thought I left behind
Written by
Death-throws  hamilton, new zealand
(hamilton, new zealand)   
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