" nutshell"
...yeah ik......I'm a troubled soul....... yeah I'm going over the ...ledge..... yeah. ....I'm going to end it all over a preview..of hell for myself like a jail with no bail this life I been living pointless and driven like a blade through me....no escaping this hell...no escaping my ....self .no escaping family s want to control me like a puppet......I'm done... I'm fuckin done with begging....this stupid curse people call a blessing... these mistakes, regrets, and decisions got me fucking stressing....and flexing my pain just makes it worse...put the blade away they say but ..the blade never brought me pain iy brought that reality ...that I'm going away ..far far away ....ik sorry to say. .ik going to end myself...alone of these lesser day's..
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