dear diry

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You pushed me to my limit
You poured to much on me
You shouted your last insult at me
You called me your last name
You threatend me one last time

And now its my time to end it.

The pushing the pain the insults, name and threats
...

But no matter what i do you wont stop

But now my last breath is coming closes
My last one

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