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Nov 2018
last night i slit my wrists
seems im stuck in the negatives
so out of luck for a better life
only kinda thing i can bet
is this knife in my chest before bed
i dont even get whats said
all i hear is kid dont do this yet
think about the different sedatives
you can do all these medicines
im like leave me to my mind
let me breathe head is weak
your takin up my oxygen
im hopin to pass time
brought in a blackout
nothin but the hot blade
stingin in my throat
goodbye
sage eugene zumr
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sage eugene zumr  22/Gender Fluid/idaho
(22/Gender Fluid/idaho)   
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