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Yor death was the loss of all I ever lived for... |
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Lost in words... |
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&& my thoughts are so tempting..... |
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Bright white scars && liquid crismon |
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Your wrists held out with emptyed veins |
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People fear death because they don't know anything about life |
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No matter how many times people say goodbye to me, no matter how much I've been hurt, I will fake a smile, and fake a laugh, cause I don't want people to know how much I am hurting... |
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So why don't you stab me in the heart? |
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Shoot me ill bleed |
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I hate you, you hate me, were a f**ked up family |