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Aug 2018
Suicide....
It sounds so harsh
Let's call it someone who is tired of living
This world are so cold and dark
But yet you try to find something or someone to live for....
Just to get a ******* at the end of the day

People that commit suicide or try to go through with it are so strong and weak at the same time
Things of the past that are hunting them
Or things of the future that are scaring them....
Afraid of love...
Afraid of failure...

I know that me for one are afraid to live...
Death is not scary for me....
Because I'm done living!
Mamma I'm sorry
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Me  17/F
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