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Who would care if I stepped off the edge.

Who would cry if I lost my fight tonight?

Who would remember me?

Would I be forgotten or remembered?

Who would tell my story?

The story of struggle and sadness.

The story that leads to the very moment my life ended.

The story that could have changed for the better.

The story you could have helped to ignite.

Who would be affected?

Would you?

Or would you turn a blind eye like you do all my other problems.

This isn't a cry out for attention.

It's not a plea for attention.

It's my final wishes.

It's my cry for help.

It's my last chance to get out of the hole you've help me dig.

Its my everything.

Its my now.

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