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May 2014
They won't care
until you're hanging from the robe you knotted yourself
they won't care
until you're choking on the handful pills you swallowed
they won't care
until you've put the gun in your mounth and pulled the trigger
they won't care
until you've cut so deep the blood is pouring from your writst
they won't care
until they have to clean up the mess you left behind

nobody cares
until you take your last breath
nobody cares
until you're six feet under
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