Suicide

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Suicide

My world stops as I think...

I'm too tired to live on

Too tired to face plastics.

As my attitude change,

I was strong enough outside 

But I was...

I was thinking about SUICIDE 

I'm suicidal enough to be a peculiar.

Suicidal enough to never live again.


In a World without mercy.

Sadness ask in just one key

Say with whisper and never hear it again.


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