All I want to do right now is cry.
Open up all my old scars.
Leave my self and go to heaven with God and eveyone that's died.
Maybe then I'll feel loved.
Feel Welcomed.
I want to end it all.
Wash away the pain.
I don't know if I'll wake up tomorrow.
At this point I don't want to.
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