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I wonder what could have possibly gone through the mind of a suicide victim just minutes before they ended their life. The pain must have been excruciating Even excruciating seems like a lack of a better, or worse word They say it's all in the head... Yeah. It could've possibly leaked from the brain and straight to the heart Day by day and all you think about is death Day day day and all you feel is being trapped in an emotional whirlwind You're paralyzed from all the thoughts of checking out from the pain When all you're subconsciously hoping for is salvation and to learn how to smile all over again. And your heart, my god, your beautiful heart It ached like a ************ Every. **** Moment. You lived a sad life and died a sad death. And there is nothing more saddening Than the story of a troubled soul. But who's to say? Now you're free from the grips of your torments. While your loved ones are shouldering them for you. Every. **** Moment.
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Apr 27, 2017
Apr 27, 2017 at 5:55 PM UTC
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I wonder what could have possibly gone through the mind of a suicide victim just minutes before they ended their life. The pain must have been excruciating Even excruciating seems like a lack of a better, or worse word They say it's all in the head... Yeah. It could've possibly leaked from the brain and straight to the heart Day by day and all you think about is death Day day day and all you feel is being trapped in an emotional whirlwind You're paralyzed from all the thoughts of checking out from the pain When all you're subconsciously hoping for is salvation and to learn how to smile all over again. And your heart, my god, your beautiful heart It ached like a ************ Every. **** Moment. You lived a sad life and died a sad death. And there is nothing more saddening Than the story of a troubled soul. But who's to say? Now you're free from the grips of your torments. While your loved ones are shouldering them for you. Every. **** Moment.
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Apr 27, 2017
Apr 27, 2017 at 5:55 PM UTC
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