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My mind is uneasy I'm feeling kind of queasy..nothing is never easy ..dealing with these demons I have trapped in my mind..life is so complicated.. Why do I always just want to die?..scattered tears scars so new blood stained thoughts as if I didn't even put up a fight ..the razor gets deeper with each cut...I'm out of control i Dont want to go on living this lie I'm gruely unhappy ..please just bid me goodbye...