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Speak the Truth, Even if Your Voice Shakes
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To me, there is no life after death. It's just a lonely, empty black void.
And if it weren't for the fact that I'm afraid of being alone, I would have killed myself a long time ago.
And every time I stare at a razor or a bottle of sleeping pills, all I can think about is that if I took thse, if I cut deep enough and died....would you even feel guilty when you remember all the ways I silently cried out for help?
And if it weren't for the fact that I'm afraid of being alone, I would have killed myself a long time ago.
And every time I stare at a razor or a bottle of sleeping pills, all I can think about is that if I took thse, if I cut deep enough and died....would you even feel guilty when you remember all the ways I silently cried out for help?
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