Most Times

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I
Most times
Wish I would die
And get this life over
Its just forget to 
Send my soul
To the end
And now I’m
Gonna be free
Oh joyous me
I am both
Sad and happy
Depressed
Delusional
Diverted
Need some time
To digest 
My disgust

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Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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