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“You’re not a headcase. Nothing is wrong with you”
So hearing voices that tell me to cut, feeling worthless everyday, planning my death at least 3x a week, and not wanting to wake up is normal is it?

Smiles and teary eyes
Happiness and lies
Razor sharp blade
And scars that don’t fade
Pretty words into my wrist
Pills in my fist
Rope around my throat
This is for you, before I choke
For whoever brought me down
Whoever pushed me around
Times ticking, it’s time to tell.
I’ll see you motherfuckers in hell.
Gut full of pills, rope around the neck
I’ll haunt you’s, to make sure your next

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