SELF HATE
The cuts on my wrist , Head full of thoughts All day and night , The voices in my head fight . My dreams are just dreams , They all inside my head screams To not to kill them.... I'm so scared of Dying , I don't want to be here just Surviving . I just want to Die Leaving behind a Goodbye . ~Anonymous~
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