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I'm tired. Tired of fighting the voices fighting inside of my head
Whispering sweet lies into my ear, urging me to go to the kitchen and grab a knife, urging to wrap a necklace of rope
No one helps me no matter how much I give them hints, they're oblivious
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Thirteen Reasons Why
Short StoryThirteen reasons why I shouldn't be in this world ©FlyingDarkDragon