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Mar 2013
Why am i diagnosed with such a horrible disease?
waking up everyday
feeling as if drowning in a world where everyone else can breathe
slipping in and out of reality and dreams
watching people laugh and enjoy their day
while you sit and stay
thinking..
thinking of the what ifs and why nots
realizing that in the end its useless
so heres your choice
which one will you choose
to live or to die?
to win or to lose?
i grab the knife and slit my wrists
the end is near
its almost here
now close your eyes
theres nothing to fear.
Nameless
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Nameless  Massachusetts
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