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My life meant nothing  
I was a piece of trash
The bloods on the bathroom sink
Memories flooded in a flash
This was the last of me
 
I gave up because it was too much
I always tried  
Misunderstood longing for your touch
My body has died
I did this for everyone please don't judge
 
When I was alive I made mistakes  
I became a statistic  
I would never be great
I was broken and I couldn't fix it
The fuck ups were what I became
 
I'll miss you
I'll miss when you would say my name
Written by Whitefeather
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