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My heart is broken, i'm mentally exhausted. The burdens are too much, it makes me crushed . I hate my life , I hope I can die , I cut myself until I'm too tired . Fresh blood dripping like the rain , but I'm too numb to feel the pain . I stayed there for a long long time Thinking whether is it the right thing to do . But I'm too late ...
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Sep 6, 2015
Sep 6, 2015 at 8:27 AM UTC
Broke
My heart is broken, i'm mentally exhausted. The burdens are too much, it makes me crushed . I hate my life , I hope I can die , I cut myself until I'm too tired . Fresh blood dripping like the rain , but I'm too numb to feel the pain . I stayed there for a long long time Thinking whether is it the right thing to do . But I'm too late ...
#this #is #mylife
genie
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Sep 6, 2015
Sep 6, 2015 at 8:27 AM UTC
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