As I sit here staring at my scars
I think living life is like living hell.
My scars are like questions
that I could only answer.
I don't cry tears any more,
I cry blood.
I'm tired of lies that life holds
and things that don't make any se[...]

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Tags: suicide, goodbye,

Some days I just wish
that I could run and hide
No matter where I go
it seems like the only way out is suicide
My life doesn't seem worth it
all of this pain and suffering
I don't want to be here anymore
the only way out is suicide
Nobody can[...]

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Tags: death, suicide,