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May 2022
Feel the same every day,
Pure pain won’t go away,
I’ve got no reason to stay,
I know you feel the same,

Pressure making me submit,
The crushing urge to just quit,
I’ve decided I’m going to end it,
Blank face, cold hands, wrists slit.
Written by
Josh  17/M/England
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