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Poem about suicide
Its time to go to the depths of Despare. Time to see if there really is a hell down there. Had enough,thought it through.Cant speak to anyone apart from you. But your not here to rest my weary head,theres nothing else for it .BY THE TIME YOU GOT THIS I WILL ALREADY BE DEAD.
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