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In the tub I'm bleeding. My wrist is still open And it won't stop if I keep submerging it in water. I think that's what I want. If I have less blood, The NyQuil hits harder If the blood thinners do their job I won't clot And I will die asleep. That's the dream Isn't it.
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Dec 29, 2016
Dec 29, 2016 at 5:13 AM UTC
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In the tub I'm bleeding. My wrist is still open And it won't stop if I keep submerging it in water. I think that's what I want. If I have less blood, The NyQuil hits harder If the blood thinners do their job I won't clot And I will die asleep. That's the dream Isn't it.
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Dec 29, 2016
Dec 29, 2016 at 5:13 AM UTC
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