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I don't see my grown.

I have no desire to be known.

I'll take this knife to my wrist.

I'm so tired of trying to resist.

Blood dripping on the floor.

I'll always want more.

I don't know how to stop.

Don't call the cops. 

I'll die right on this floor.

There's nothing to say anymore.

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