What if I told you I wanted to die? That in tired of being alive? What is I said it gets worse at night? The thoughts get louder and nothing is right. What if I lied and said everything was alright? No I'm not crying , I sweat I'm alright. What if I died? I doubt you'd even cry. Would you even care if I took my own life?
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