slamdorsuicideawarnessandprevention
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Don't cry for me, I've made up my mind.
I want to thank you throughout my life for being so kind.
This wasn't your fault, the decision was mine.
We may wake up
Looking at a faded brick wall
That covers our path
From achieving it all
We may have lost hope
And closed all our doors
Believing that no one cares anymore