I stare into another day;
Completely empty in every way.
No life left to live;
These fucking haters won't forgive.
I close my eyes and look away;
There is nothing left to say.
I stare at the gun in my hand;
I pray my friends will understand.
It's only a little way to go;
Maybe no one will ever know.
I will change fate tonight;
This is to all haters that watched me cry.
You fucked this up beyond repair;
You told me that no one would ever care.
The sky is gray and never blue;
You screwed up my life, so fuck you!
I hope you feel what I have felt;
I hope you die and burn in hell.
I guess that this is the end;
I really thought you were my friend.
Now it is my time to die;
So I hate you, and goodbye.
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Suicide
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