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You cannot take meNot on these term, I refuse, noI'll go on my own
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It's noon, when I'm happiest,When my smile is the brightestAnd the world seems at its best.Three o'clock's the same,My mind is far from tame,Life burn..
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Her friends sat downstairs,Thinking everything was grand,While she pulled a chair to the door,With a rope in her hand.They were laughing and jokingAbo..
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Dear God or whoever it is up in the sky,They tell me taking my life is weak. According to them, it's also technically murder. I mean, it is killing yo..
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Dear Everyone Who'll Listen:I guess I'm sorry that it's come to thisAnd, thoughI tried, I couldn't be stronger.Right now I wish I'd have confided in y..
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Please, when I die,I'd appreciate no lies.You never loved me,That much was plain to seeWhen I cried clear,Did you not hear?Of course not, you ignored ..
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I tried to escape last weekI almost made it, tooSo close to getting out of hereThis life I live was about to changeI saw Deathright in front of meRigh..
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As polite as can be,They all ask how I am.And just as politely,With a tug of my sleevesOr a shift of my bracelets,I reply that I'm fine.But my hidden ..
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My own little white tabletsLying blankly in a clear plastic bottle,An escape begging to be let out.Take one, two, maybe threeAnd get rid of the pain.Y..
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Runes from a modern day lay out a story on a contemporary stone. Hashed out and harsh the marks are cut,much like the legend they sit to divine. A bat..
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