4th of March

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I can't...

I can't do this.

Mornings consist of 1 am crying.

I'm so tired.

Look how you've made me see the world.

I've prevented many people from dying.

Including myself.

But sometimes...

I don't know.

But I know I can't do this.

I'm sorry.

I... I can't.

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