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| My finger curled around the trigger The barrel at my head, This pain i will suffer no more For soon i will be dead. Life has dragged on and on The shit which i endure, The bullet in the chamber It is the only cure. No longer shall i suffer I'll find the peace i need, There is no one who'll miss me No one to watch me bleed. I'm sure i will be dead soon The blood runs down my back, My body slowly cooling Vision fading black. |
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