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Life is Love. Love is Painful. Yet suicide is swift and sweet.
*Plea to the Sanity*
Don’t try to save me again.
You’ve lost the battle.
I try so hard to breathe you in,
But I can’t take a breath
I’m gone, I’m lost
No hope for me.
You try your best,
But at what cost?
Am I really all that worth it?
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