I hate life.
I hate love.
I go for the knife.
I'm tired of that lie.
I'm tired of you saying false 'I love you's.
I'm going to curl up and die.
It's all taking its toll.
It's all too much to bare.
It's collasped in my heart, making this hole.
There's nothing left to miss.
There's nothing I want here.
There's not one thing you can do to make me take that last kiss.
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