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Sep 2019
Pain

I am worthless
I am no good
My life is useless
I don’t want to live

Pain is all I feel
The screams pull at me
The torment is real
My life is a joke
Come on loser just hang that rope

My life is a burden
So I’m sure I won’t be missed
My whole life was a **** with out a kiss
No more pain would be so bliss
Come on loser just get the **** over with

Pain heart ache and despair
I wish I had the courage to leave here
Pills ,A gun or maybe a rope
With all this pain there is no hope

I get on my knees I bow my head
I cross my fingers and pray to be free
My pain is my prison
I’m locked in this hell

The smell of death and the smile from the reaper
The prince of darkness
The death keeper my one hope
To end my pain as i jump and get caught by the rope.
James Cook
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James Cook  48/M/Beebe Ar
(48/M/Beebe Ar)   
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