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* might be triggering to some readers.


I wish I was someone else

b'cause, all I do is cause pain

Especially to the ones who are the closest,

I am the cause of their grimace,

I thought to die to please them

but found no courage to try,

A curse to this world is what I am

And all I wish is for the world,

Is to be a little better without me here anymore.




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