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To die is an art How your heart stops beating How your organs stop working, You disappear. To die, Many people wish they were dead, Yet they do nothing about it. I believe dying is a beautiful art. I, I wish I were dead, yet I don't do a thing about it, Just committing masochism, What should I do?
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Jan 25, 2016
Jan 25, 2016 at 6:48 PM UTC
To die
To die is an art How your heart stops beating How your organs stop working, You disappear. To die, Many people wish they were dead, Yet they do nothing about it. I believe dying is a beautiful art. I, I wish I were dead, yet I don't do a thing about it, Just committing masochism, What should I do?
mila-berlioz
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Jan 25, 2016
Jan 25, 2016 at 6:48 PM UTC
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