Written In Myself.

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Killing myself feels so easy.
I choose not to everyday.
I choose to keep going
Even when I hate to stay.
I choose to keep going
Even when I hate to break.

Crying feels so easy.
But it's hard to all the same.
I choose not to
That way I can love another day.
I choose not to
That way I can scare death away.

I don't know much of myself
Never met them; don't care to
But I'm talking about myself

I'm talking to me
Bargaining
I'm talking to me
Salvaging

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