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I don't know,
don't know how much
longer I can fight
fight the urge
to stay

but what if I cant
and I give in
listen to the voices
telling me to go
leave, die.

I think the times
coming
when im not strong
enough to keep
fighting
the will
the urge of death
beckons me

and I think,
that I just might
give in.
Note to self: Sometimes a paper cut can penetrate the deepest of all
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Love is the absence of Hate
And hate is the absence of Love
.
.
.
.
What happens when love and hate collide???
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Love and hate. Hate and love.
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