So you say it,
Now I see,
The only one who can love me,
Eventually has to be me.
To whom care not,
And who will only glare,
I bid you all fare well,
In hopes the end in near.
I strongly feel emotion,
Thoughts of suicide my dear,
But never shall I do it,
For that is quite unfair.
So to all of those who deserve it,
And some of you that don't.
I guess that we should all die,
Hence no more pain for anyone!
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