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My heart is ripping apart.
And it's killing me.
Is that what you would like to see?
I cry and my tears flood the sky.
I'm alone and the world is slowly killing me.
No one will help me.
I try to keep my head high, but I am to shy.
I'm ashamed of people hearing my name
because they talk about the scars on my arm.
I feel like dying, but to scared of trying.
I have had the rope, but then I let it go!

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