People say:
We're made to die,
So make something out of your live
It's true but..
If I'm made to die anyway..
Why going through this hell¿¿
If I'll end up in hell anyway..
Why not committing one last crime¿¿
One last crime and it will all end..
..then I can burn in hell...
I'm so fed up with here shit I seriously would do anything to get away from them and especially her I just can't take it anymore¡¡ It hurts so damn much
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PoetryH̸o̸n̸e̸s̸t̸l̸y̸ I̸ d̸o̸n̸'t̸ e̸v̸e̸n̸ k̸n̸o̸w̸ a̸n̸y̸m̸o̸r̸e̸ m̸a̸n̸ Ranking 《#3 hatemyself》 《#10 lovemyself》 《#11 tired》
