what a shame.

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be happy. smile. why aren't you glad?
lines on your wrists. you must be sad.
but i am blind and i won't care.
but its getting so bad, can you bear?
can you take it, will you try?
use a noose if you want to die.
it's quiet enough than the sound of a gun.
you want to be dramatic?
thats no fun.
you used a razor, you dripped red?
it really worked and now you're dead?
you were depressed? i didn't hear.
you didn't show it. wasn't very clear.
you will be missed, who to blame?
you. why didn't you tell us?
what a shame.

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