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**** It’s a pretty short word. It still cuts deep, Just like a knife. I never thought I’d be in such a rut. I used to think anyone calling me that would be absurd. I won’t make a peep, Can I just end my life? **** It’s the best word to describe me I’ve ever heard. Can I just leap? Will I see them in the afterlife? **** I feel like **** when their words are slurred. The fourth floor doesn’t look that steep, The pain in my heart feels so rife?
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Nov 3, 2025
Nov 3, 2025 at 9:28 PM UTC
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**** It’s a pretty short word. It still cuts deep, Just like a knife. I never thought I’d be in such a rut. I used to think anyone calling me that would be absurd. I won’t make a peep, Can I just end my life? **** It’s the best word to describe me I’ve ever heard. Can I just leap? Will I see them in the afterlife? **** I feel like **** when their words are slurred. The fourth floor doesn’t look that steep, The pain in my heart feels so rife?
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Nov 3, 2025
Nov 3, 2025 at 9:28 PM UTC
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