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Oct 2018
Blades can't be dull
Bullets can't be slow
One in the skull
and one in the wrist

Maybe a noose,
can't be too loose
Maybe a building,
tall enough to not feel it

Too bad
my body is stronger than my mind
I might've done it one of these days
but if I fail, it could go one of two ways
I try again tomorrow or I get caught
hello counseling.
Talking about **** people hate is kind of my specialty

In the words of the wise and all knowing eight year old Roblox players, oof.
Written by
Who  69/Neither/Behind your door
(69/Neither/Behind your door)   
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   Salmabanu Hatim
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