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Every night when I go to bed, I pray to God that he would make me dead. I hate my life more everyday, Because you keep moving farther away. You took my love and broke my heart. That's when these feelings happened to start. I'm too much a coward to do it myself. That's why I pray to God to destroy my health. God, please take me home tonight. For I wish to finally give up the fight.
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Jan 15, 2015
Jan 15, 2015 at 10:43 PM UTC
Praying To Die
Every night when I go to bed, I pray to God that he would make me dead. I hate my life more everyday, Because you keep moving farther away. You took my love and broke my heart. That's when these feelings happened to start. I'm too much a coward to do it myself. That's why I pray to God to destroy my health. God, please take me home tonight. For I wish to finally give up the fight.
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Jan 15, 2015
Jan 15, 2015 at 10:43 PM UTC
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