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Suicidal


A knife, a bullet, a suicidal death thing . Simply to get out of this world so cold and mean . She tries to push through but no one ever knows. The pain she suffers , the sorrow she knows . she tries to cut to relieve the pain . but yu will never know this girl is insane . because yu never asked , because yu never cared . yu will never know that this girl wont b there . she wishes she were cool & wants to b ur friend . she wishes she could last this test til the end . but only because yu never really showed her any care . this girl will vanish & no longer be there .

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