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Don't think that I don't care
I wish you understood Don't hate me mom and dad, but I'm leaving you for good. I cannot take the lying I sit in my room crying As I write this note of suicide. Don't try to save me Not that you would I will kill myself in the place I stood For so many years hiding With all the fighting You deposit I will kill myself there, in my own closet.
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