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bastard child be gone, bring me warmth and light one more time. i can't feel the sun. i can't feel it, see it.
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i can't see the sun. you're december's spawn, agony you hold within you. since the dawn of time, you're compelled to do what you do. broken skin so dry. burning lungs, i breathe so slowly. i can't see the sun. i can't see it, feel it.
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my favorite loser is me when i think life is getting better and then it gets much worse than i expected.
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of course i'm too late for that. if i was on time for it, i should've passed out when i was 13.
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i know i barely desire for seeing tomorrow, but sometimes the feeling of "it's getting too late for that" hits me so bad that i can hardly breathe.
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i'm fucking losing it. i may had said it before multiple times about losing it or that kind of shit, but for some uncanny reasons i feel it in my guts that i'm fucking losing it.
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1:48 i've already lost hope in this desolate world. everything goes black, and i know there is no coming back. i dwell in disease!
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soon i'll be gone. soon i'll be forgotten.
i cannot breathe, this pain is smothering me. wish i just disappeared. i cannot breathe. i hold the rope, the air is thick with despair.
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ppl thinking i'm pretending to be fucked but little did they know that i'm not just fucked, but also chopped.
