Just thinking if him dead makes me want to cut
I'm failing at my job to keep him alive and myself as well as others all at the same time. I could let go at anytime and no one would care. I think about it all the time and wonder when I will. I know that I have things that make you hyper or drowsy an if you take too much, out goes the lights. Sometimes I can't wait to take them. But I never do because I know the rest of them will leave here as well. I can't take those people with me. I can't let those people go either. I love them individually and all the same. I hope they no a nobody (me) loves them.
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Randomthis can be harmful. be careful in reading this. i will be posting my poems in one book now so two books migt have the same thing.
