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My dad he’s dead A couple week later I was taken in by the fed And now Im without money to buy bread Man shits been going through my head Making me wanna fill it with lead Laying on my bed Wrists running red Won’t be too long until I am dead

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PA1N

16 / M / Uk

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Written by

PA1N

16 / M / Uk

Published

Oct 23, 2018

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1m

Notes: I’m out of my mind

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