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Nov 2018
When it’s time to go, I’ll go,
But for now it’s all about to change
When everything’s stuck in repeat
It’ll all be different when I pull the trigger
Having to take the shot
Every second makes me more and more anxious
Before they **** me, I’ll **** them
How they strangle me leaves brutal bruises on my neck
When it rips my veins off my skin
And puts glass down my throat
This song is stuck in repeat
Their surrounding me
Pull the trigger, pull the trigger
The voices choke my choices
They crumple my words and what I believe in
I need to do it
Right between the eyes
Count to ten
One two this pain is so true
Three four I can’t do this anymore
Five six this is something I have to fix
Seven eight don’t be too late
Nine ten before it’s the end
Written by
Eden Frenkel  21/F
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