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Sir_Nothing
Ongoing, First published Apr 30, 2015
Sometimes I think that the best thing for me 
Is to go ahead and die and turn into debris 
But upon thinking about it there's things I want to do and accomplish and can't with out it my life of course it's all I got I never thought I'd have these thoughts who ever would have thought i also have family loved ones that care and what would they do if I wasn't even here I have to not be selfish and think about others not just myself my mother my aunts my cousins my brothers they all care and I'm sure they'll be crushed if I decide to take my life my voice would also be hushed I need to live my not be scared and confused if I take my life right now I won't do all I set out to do I know I can do good I just have to try but I've been doing bad I honestly dnt know why I need to get passed this forget about it all and remember to pick myself up everytime I fall . I have to make sure I live my life to the best everyday and make sure I'll never go away
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