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The pain is bad,

And it just gets worse,

I can't escape,

I've chosen my fate,

Goodbye my friend ,

it's time to go,

But I think you should know,

I did not die because of you,

It was because of Kayla and her crew,

She took my love and she stole my life,

But I still have my knife,

As I say goodbye,

As I say farewell,

The blood builds up,

And my smile subsides,

Kayla's the cause of my suicide

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