Death
Do you ever just want to be dead?
... I do.
Often.
But, I don't want it to be my fault.
I see how much it would hurt them now.
There was a time I didn't know that though ..
.. and now..
Now
I wish
I had
Succeedded
Back then.
But, I didn't.
So now I'm looking for a new solution...
I can't find one.
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