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Aug 2019
This is good bye world
My tolerance I can no longer stand
Everyone I come in contact seems to be my destroy
My life isn’t totally mine
My soul cries out
My flesh will soon diminish
My image was never distinguished
A knife I hold in hand being a quick death
My hour glass of time has run out
I will be no more
I see darkness being my final curtain
I have been tormented my entire life
I don’t need anyone’s advice
Uncontrollable storms that just don’t stop
The knife has pierced my heart
Blood pours
Moment
Once again, bye world
My death has already taken effect
Don’t have sorrow
There will be no tomorrow
Pity me not
Condemnation fits my slot
Finalization, I have gone beyond.
preservationman
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preservationman  New York City
(New York City)   
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