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She pledges on her self destructive sunday drama

I play deafh

While nurturing fantasies of cutting my wrists

Or taking a type of shots

That not quite Tekilla

But not much less as alchoholic

I hope to god that you don't read this garbage

'Cause I feel like writing several pieces

This is the first lightning power

That I testimony in years

I want this

Maybe this is the reason why I lasted so long in that hell hole

I meant to worth something

Once in a lifetime

But to be honest

I think you should run

If you're reading this,

You should run, run

As fast as you can

'Cause everything I touch

Turns into ruins

And I'm the proof

Because I still touch myself

I tried to stop

me and my evil fingers

But everytime I lose this battle

It gets darker

And I am trying, trying,

Really, trying

So hard not to be a waste

Not to be this weight on someone else's

Existence

I really hope

For your own sake

That you find your path

And that that's not me

Because I don't even know where I am