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My dad he’s dead A couple week later I was taken in by the fed And now Im without money to buy bread Man ***** been going through my head Making me wanna fill it with lead Laying on my bed Wrists running red Won’t be too long until I am dead
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Oct 23, 2018
Oct 23, 2018 at 7:00 PM UTC
SAD
My dad he’s dead A couple week later I was taken in by the fed And now Im without money to buy bread Man ***** been going through my head Making me wanna fill it with lead Laying on my bed Wrists running red Won’t be too long until I am dead
I’m out of my mind
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16/M/Uk
Oct 23, 2018
Oct 23, 2018 at 7:00 PM UTC
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