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Sep 2013
I have this overwhelming urge
To grap my pill bottle
Filled with 14 purple anti phycotics
And take them all
And then maybe
I might not feel
Like I'm crazy

I have this overwhelming urge
To grap my medicine box
Filled with 9 migrane pills
And swollow them all
No break in between
And then maybe
My head won't throb
Anymore

I have this overwhelming urge
To pull out my razor
And make my white shirt red
And maybe my mind won't hurt
Like it did

I have this overwhelming urge
To walk 4 flights of stairs
To the very top
And jump
Four stories up
And maybe I won't dream
About it

I have this over whelming urge
To just end it all
And then maybe
I won't be such a mess
And then maybe
I might be able to finally forget
skyyy
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skyyy  California
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