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I don’t have love for my life even a bit ––– But I’m afraid of suicide. Oh! DEATH come to me. Take me to you. And pull me into the endless dark. And set me free forever. From the pain I always suffer.
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Mar 4, 2015
Mar 4, 2015 at 9:22 AM UTC
A letter to the Death
I don’t have love for my life even a bit ––– But I’m afraid of suicide. Oh! DEATH come to me. Take me to you. And pull me into the endless dark. And set me free forever. From the pain I always suffer.
mitel-chakma
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Mar 4, 2015
Mar 4, 2015 at 9:22 AM UTC
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