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Anymore

I cut deeper and deeper everday,
but it doesn't hurt anymore.
I tell you to fuck me harder,
but I don't feel you anymore.
I swallow more and more pills,
but they don't clear my head anymore.

Nothing helps anymore.
Not the razors. 
Not you Jeremy.
Not the pills.

No matter how many times you tell me you love me,
it's not gonna keep me here. 

So I took your gun,
kissed your sleeping lips
and pulled the trigger
ending this shitty thing called life. 
Written by death12365 (Kayla Moreau)
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