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Oct 2013
im starting to get sick of not feeling alive.
cemeteries are not the only places the dead go
and sometimes your ghosts live in your own backyard
on the days i feel miserable i sit for hours composing my own epitaph
"Here are the remains of a young girl, stopped breathing: age 18"
I know you are getting tired of all my bad days, but please understand
sometimes i need to destroy myself
just
to
feel
alive.
JCkilledme
Written by
JCkilledme  boston
(boston)   
713
   --- and Eliza
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