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how could they say they love me?
or even want me to stay in their presence when all they do is mention other souls & complain~
saying that they wish i could be more like others. they'd rather lock me in,
as if that's the deciding factor that will "turn my life around".
all i feel is a pending suicide, burn me to the ground.

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