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Mar 2018
I smile to cover up what's really going on inside
I am hostile to keep you from getting close
I enclose myself in my room so you don't see me cry
I put this noose around my neck so i can die
I lie to hide the truth
I am teary eyed thinking about my past
I had so much fun Back then
But now all i have is this gun to my head
I have dealt with suicidal thoughts since the age of 12
Ben Adam Johnston
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Ben Adam Johnston  16/M/Uk
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