Away

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I'm nothing anymore,
my life's not worth living for,
I just want to die,
nows the time for goodbye,
I wish I'd got to know me more,
my mind becoming a deafening roar,
drowning everything around,
my own life a now feeble sound,
quieter and quieter each day,
I'm taking my life, I'm going away

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