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left us here in a classic way.
Left us here to wonder if it's not okay to take life into your own hands.
To end this way. Hanging like a rag doll in the closet where they found you yesterday.
I'd like to know...Is the pain gone?
Or is it silent cold and empty, like the broken shell they're putting in the ground? Are the parties good?
Floating on a cloud until the screaming gets too loud.
Is the pain gone? Is the pain gone? Or do the tears go on? On and on. Is the pain gone? Is the pain gone? Or do the tears go on? When the body's gone?
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