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When the final leg falls out There won't be any hope. No ones here to hold you up The catching of the rope. - N. Morin
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Mar 20, 2015
Mar 20, 2015 at 2:51 AM UTC
Catch me
When the final leg falls out There won't be any hope. No ones here to hold you up The catching of the rope. - N. Morin
#suicide#death#sorry
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Mar 20, 2015
Mar 20, 2015 at 2:51 AM UTC
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