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Sick

    So sick of this life.  How can this happen to me?
The night goes on!
So much heart ache.

   Lying here awake.
Can't stand the pain.
Just wanna scream.

   Hanging by a thread.
Tears roll down my cheeks.
So much lost.

   Vivid thoughts of suicide, pressing through my head.
Can't pick up what's left of me.
Fading away,slowly Away I fade.
Written by Demonseyesofblood (Ravens Blood)
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