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The tears won't fall So i let my skin cry I can see sharps They want me to be their friend. I hear the voices that calling me again.. That voice who's been my friend. It teach me how to be weak, insecure and numb. And now his here again willing to be a friend. Would someone replace him? I just want someone to understand me But it turns out they can't. Who am i 10 years from now? No let me replace that... Em i still here 10 years from now?
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Jun 15, 2016
Jun 15, 2016 at 12:01 PM UTC
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The tears won't fall So i let my skin cry I can see sharps They want me to be their friend. I hear the voices that calling me again.. That voice who's been my friend. It teach me how to be weak, insecure and numb. And now his here again willing to be a friend. Would someone replace him? I just want someone to understand me But it turns out they can't. Who am i 10 years from now? No let me replace that... Em i still here 10 years from now?
Depression kills me. Help me!!!
ibksantos
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Jun 15, 2016
Jun 15, 2016 at 12:01 PM UTC
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