sad

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 i dont want to lose control 

 i don't want to fail

 spining out of air  somthing busting out my chest 

drouding in my depression  and anitye 

 i cant expresss who i am 

  i hate myt slef even tho i try not to

 trying every day to become the person everyone wants me to be

 some times i think im flying then im falling out of the clods

 theres nothing i can do  any more 

 i should just fucking die 

 no would care no one would miss me so why not 



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