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May 1
They say they love me but I can't believe a word
The words choke around my neck like a cord
And this time it holds tight
Death it embraces me tight
Feels nice like rest after a long night


I see myself splattered on every wall
Visions of a body hanging till the fall
Don't wanna die
Didn't wanna be born
So I practice a necktie
Wonder when it'll be worn
Bard
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Bard  27/M/Anchorage, Alaska
(27/M/Anchorage, Alaska)   
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