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Everyday i get worse

I slit my wrist wishing to get better

The blood drips from my wrist

As i wish for tonight to be my last

I dont have a purpose here

I have nothing but pain and headaches

I wish it all end

But the only way to get my wish

Is if i get the kiss of death

So sweet and peaceful

Only way to have my kiss is if the lord

Would order it

Just so he'll send me to a better hell

Oh please oh please

Take me away send me to the

Devil it cant be worse then living

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