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Its Sunday and I want to die     cut till I bleed too much take too many pills till I OD     drink till I pass out     Its Monday. sweater helps cover the scars     sunglasses help with the migraine no one knows about the trip to the hospital     and a fake smile on my lips now i just wait till the next sunday     so i can do it all again
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Dec 9, 2015
Dec 9, 2015 at 7:29 PM UTC
Suicide Days
Its Sunday and I want to die     cut till I bleed too much take too many pills till I OD     drink till I pass out     Its Monday. sweater helps cover the scars     sunglasses help with the migraine no one knows about the trip to the hospital     and a fake smile on my lips now i just wait till the next sunday     so i can do it all again
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Dec 9, 2015
Dec 9, 2015 at 7:29 PM UTC
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