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Sadness
I yearn to end it
These voices in my head
The pain
Sadness swallows me
I put the gun to my chest
To my heart which rips me apart
I see the light
So close to death
They won't shed a tear
They'll be mad I stained the carpet
These voices in my head
The pain
Sadness swallows me
I put the gun to my chest
To my heart which rips me apart
I see the light
So close to death
They won't shed a tear
They'll be mad I stained the carpet
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