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Sometimes I wanna die,
Most times I only cry,
My wrist all red,
Blood dripping onto my bed,
Vision becoming blurry,
My thoughts running in a hurry,
Voices saying to 'take the pills,
Don't forget to swallow the extra refills',
Almost done and almost dead,
I won't live a life full of dread.

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⏰ Last updated: Sep 02, 2015 ⏰

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