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I carry my pain all across my wrist, No one wants to see me like this, No one cares, but everyone knows, That I’m just hiding all my lows. I gave up a fight, not worthy of life, But one day I woke up, still alive, If sorrow and pain will **** now I’m dead, Looking at myself above there instead. I came this far, not knowing why, I’m still alive, all a lie, Since day one I’m ill, Surely, no big deal. I know one day, I’ll be dead, YES! It’s finally the end, Where no people will wear red, Good bye is my only end.
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Aug 8, 2015
Aug 8, 2015 at 9:04 AM UTC
THIS IS NOT A SUICIDAL NOTE.
I carry my pain all across my wrist, No one wants to see me like this, No one cares, but everyone knows, That I’m just hiding all my lows. I gave up a fight, not worthy of life, But one day I woke up, still alive, If sorrow and pain will **** now I’m dead, Looking at myself above there instead. I came this far, not knowing why, I’m still alive, all a lie, Since day one I’m ill, Surely, no big deal. I know one day, I’ll be dead, YES! It’s finally the end, Where no people will wear red, Good bye is my only end.
P.S. THIS IS NOT A SUICIDAL NOTE
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Aug 8, 2015
Aug 8, 2015 at 9:04 AM UTC
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