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December 2, 2011
Rain falls, He** calls, monsters are taking over me. Save me now before it’s too late. I hear my pulse, it’s beating slower and slower. God, what’s happening? I only took a dozen pills and skipped three meals. I wish I lived my life, instead of cutting my life away with a knife. I begin to cry, as I’m about to die, of suicide. So I say goodbye. This is no lie, I have to go now, how did it end up like this? I’m sorry, but I know I won’t be missed. My body is weakening, my vision is blur; This is my only cure.
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