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May 2019
Don’t think about it
Or it won’t come true

Don’t dream about it
Or it will never end

Don’t tell anyone about it
Or it will never happen

They will sell you diet pills
And you’ll be the first to buy it

They will tell you to **** yourself
And you’ll be the first one to try it

Don’t think
Don’t dream
Don’t tell

The three rules
Of the dying human

You will never be sorry
But you will always regret
That you took those poison tablets

It’s easy though
Because you feel bad for yourself
And everything’s fine
Just as long as you don’t act sad
Written by
violet brownlee  22/Non-binary/ON Canada
(22/Non-binary/ON Canada)   
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