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May 2020
Alcohol is toxic
It’s poison too the body
it helps to be numb
When you can no longer run
From the feeling you keep inside
But now you feel worse
And just want to die
no one will miss me
They never cared if I was there
They call me as a last resort
Cause there other friends abort
So I guess I’m the last one you think about
Probably even in death
Cause no one cares
Until they look down and stare
Onto my grave that I made
And put myself there.
Written by
izack cox  18/M/Idaho
(18/M/Idaho)   
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   Bogdan Dragos
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