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They won't care until you're hanging from the robe you knotted yourself they won't care until you're choking on the handful pills you swallowed they won't care until you've put the gun in your mounth and pulled the trigger they won't care until you've cut so deep the blood is pouring from your writst they won't care until they have to clean up the mess you left behind nobody cares until you take your last breath nobody cares until you're six feet under
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May 4, 2014
May 4, 2014 at 5:46 AM UTC
nobody cares
They won't care until you're hanging from the robe you knotted yourself they won't care until you're choking on the handful pills you swallowed they won't care until you've put the gun in your mounth and pulled the trigger they won't care until you've cut so deep the blood is pouring from your writst they won't care until they have to clean up the mess you left behind nobody cares until you take your last breath nobody cares until you're six feet under
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May 4, 2014
May 4, 2014 at 5:46 AM UTC
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