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Aug 2018
I feel like i've been dead
Suicidal thoughts in my head
I realized my blood is red
At least that's how i have bled
My thoughts unease me, i said
To the people outside my head
With these thoughts, i lie in my bed
Trying to stop doing what they've said
My life is hanging on by a thread
This is why i call myself insane, ****
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Madness Unseen  21/M
(21/M)   
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