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overdose

memories in my head

remind me im dead

dead as my forever unconscious body

stares at the ceiling

 

it hurts to look at my reflection

without an injection

syringes and pills scattered all over my table

i know that i was never able

able to live like most

for everyone i'm just a ghost

 

this is the end

i say goodbye to family and friends

i know i made a fatal ...

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