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Mar 2018
I hate my life as much as I love it.
I tried to think about--
drowning myself in the river..
but a drowning corpse is ugly to be seen
I tried to think about--
taking poison in my mouth..
but I'm broke so how will I get one?
I tried to think about--
hanging myself..
but I live inside a cardboard box.
Slitting would be painful.. I don't want to scream.
Get myself hit by a car... would bother alot of people...
not as poetic as I thought....
Written by
Timothy  17/M/Inside a book
(17/M/Inside a book)   
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