Letter three- goodbye

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Dear Luke,
I always thought you cared about me but I guess not. You only wanted me around to answer how you look. And because you needed a drummer. I know that I came home yesterday drunk with new tattoos and dyed hair, even a new outfit. But I had my reasons. Because Luke I know.
I was just a dead weight
I was an attention hog
I was someone who tried to find a reason to live
I was someone who tried to find a reason to die
I was trying to hard to put physical and mental health in the spotlight
I was just trying to be loved and find love
I was some one with a dream
I was someone with a wish
I was a nothing
I will now return to nothing.
I'm sorry for everything I ever did and all. So goodbye Luke I know you never cared.
Forever yours
Ashton

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