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Dec 2020
I stand, but how much can I bare?
I am speechless with nothing to say
No one knows the pain I feel
Yes my wounds are for real
Hope is a closed door
Cope has become my own ignore
I attempt to cry, but no tears fall
I kneel to pray, but Heaven doesn’t answer
I am alone in my own woes
Don’t pity me
I am what you don’t need to see
Life is not worth living
My heart can no longer keep giving
Suicide is my only way out
I hang
I died
preservationman
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preservationman  New York City
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