G.U.I.L.T.Y.

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I'm sorry if I did that.
I know you're tired of me and just hated me.
You even rested because I was abandoning you.

I am easily distracted about things and I am guilty of that.
And I know one day you will just abandon me anywhere.
Either falling from a mountain or drowning in an ocean of sadness.

I feel depressed.
I really am dumb in my decisions.
And that is why I hate myself more every single day.

And well...
The result is simple.

I died.






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