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Oct 2019
Sometimes, i wish for death.
Scratch that, maybe death wishes for me.
No scratch that.
I mean, call me a hypocrite...
But i pray to a God i don't believe in.
Just so something good can happen to me.
Cause being alive seems like a hard daily chore.
And then staying alive, looking at someone else's blessings.
Will make t look, as if God has given up on me.
Can i be close to God through death??
Oh no!! I hear suicide z a sin.
Sometimes, yhu just get to the end of that line, searching for something, anything at all. To pay attention to yhu. Even if tz just a little...
deyrah
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