Story of me
I spent some time trying to figure out your life when I can't even figure out my own, I been down for you, but as life goes on its time to move on, I feel like greater is coming and success is right behind it with my blessings but my life seem harder everyday and I feel like it's getting worse but I been praying for better days of life, the pain I have is real along with the tears of hurt and depression and suicidal thoughts came along the way and then there was the knife in my hand and cutting my arm to erase the pain but it didn't work so I kept on doing it while playing music and crying for help in the darkness the devil trying to get me but jesus came and save me.
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