
If I should end
Stupid
Worthless
Whore, they say
And I of course belive
there is no end to the pain and darkness,
There is only salvation in the light.
To end the life my mother gave
Me, and stop this
Damaged heart
And crippled soul
That all have come to
HATE
so bitterly
I don't know why they hate me, or
Why I even exist.
But I know that if I hurt myself
I can make it end...
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