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Who Cares
I f***ing hate this life, I can't do this, You leave me in the dark, I hate the unknown. I want to kill myself, End this f***ing torment, You wouldn't even care, You'd be fine without me. I mean absolutely nothing to you, You show that with your actions, If I disappeared, you wouldn't notice. What's the f***ing point. Take my breath, Shed my blood, Cut out my heart and watch it stop, Take it, lifeless and toss it in the trash, Who f***ing cares. I sure don't, I would be released from this feeling, This feeling I f***ing hate, Dread, dark, and evil, Take my soul and burn it. I gave it to you, so do with it what you please. Pour the gas on, light it up. Flush it down the toilet, Cut it into pieces, Crush it with a hammer, Who. F***ing. Cares. No one. I wouldn't be missed, Just a memory of few, Soon to be forgotten. No purpose. You took that. No reason, you took that too, No f***ing worth, just a mistake. Might as well just end it all. Move on to the next stage. Heaven? Hell? Who f***ing cares. Already living in hell. I don't want to feel anymore. If this is all I have. F*** it all. F***. It. All. Goodbye.
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