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im all ready dead


i sit up at night 

wondering will i be alright

i long to die 

my life is so hazardist 

i long to die

my mom abuses me and my dad is not around

i long to die

everyday i seem to lose a part of me that ill never get back

i long to die

a cry for help seems to come so easily 

but no help is given 

i long to die

little did i know i was all ready dead 

 

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