Lost

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I can not breath another breath.
For my life at this point is so damaged I'm left hopeless. My body is mercilessly defiled and my heart brutally destroyed.

Someone anyone I beg of you pull me out of my steady decline cause I fear way down at the bottom is nothing but more pure misery.

One more cut, Ten more pills, One bullet ,one rope ,one last breath ...
And then I'm left with one lost me

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