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Killing me
It's killing me slowly and painfully. It has me down and out. So hard to lift my head. My days are dark and cold. My breath should be taken from me I am a waste of space. Wish I could be some one else. My skin don't fit me right. There is no fucking light. Body hurts, where did my hands go, oh there they are. Days seem to be night and night day. Everything is going the wrong way oh Waite that's me. Head on Collision to take me out of this time and place. Depression is my life killer.
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