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The darknesss is consuming me.


The darknesss is consuming me.

when ppl ask me how i am i say ¨fine¨"but we all know wat that really means.

Im calling for help but no one can hear me.

Im slowly dieing.

The knife...so sharp..but i dont feel the pain anymore.

I feel so dead....If god really wanted us hear he would answer out calls and help us.

I just want to die.

No one knows the pain and no one can hear the screams of my soul.

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