Suicide Watch ┋ l.h.
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I hate the feeling of being watched.
24/7,
Sleeping, Eating, Driving.
They're everywhere.
Just to make sure I don't do something stupid.
Just to make sure I don't harm myself.
I'm a victim of something called
Suicide Watch,
But not for much longer.
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