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Dec 2019
I'm done with this,
It's all the same.
Just one big mess.

Life is a game.
And it's impossible.
I've tried to tame,
But I'm just not able.

They say spill the tea.
Guess what?
It's all about me.
Sorry, for being depressed,
But I gotta say, I'm blessed.

I'm sorry for living,
Just **** me.
It's my fault for existing.

Death, death, death.
Once again,
My fault.
I wish this would be my last breath.

When It's time to be free.
I'll smile in glee.
Gg, life, gg.
I give up, lol.
Written by
Lyssa
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