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May 19
My light is slowly fading, lying on the ground
I had to do it while no one was around
I hear sirens in the distance, I they're not for me
My light is slowly fading, this is how it's supposed to be
Looking at the wreckage, I did this to myself
This is what happens when you don't care for your mental health
But this is what I wanted, to end all my pain
Twisted dark thoughts that I had in my brain
My light is slowly fading, I guess the end is near
Tell my family I love them and that I died without fear
Thomas Bugre
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Thomas Bugre  21/M/England
(21/M/England)   
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