ending

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By Pyro-Knyght{J}

not exactly the normal routine i may wash my face and brush my teeth but 1 things different 1 thing not seen every time i rest my head, its on a magazine Just waiting for when i wake in the course of that dream and want to take my life now i have the means I have the anger, reasons, distance and pleas so I sit at home & wonder all about you and how many times you've said it too I WISH THIS LIFE WOULD JUST END

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