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what will it be?

im not asking for much
just an end to the pain
im sick of living this life
its all one big game
i've disappointed my mother
and angered my father no end
all the smiles on my face?
they've all been pretend
i need an escape
but quick and pain free
all these options are open
so what will it be?
my old friend the razor
or a hand full of pills
i really dont care
just as long as it kills.
Written by Courtney6 (Ana Rose)
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