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Read and understand my open wounds...

My heart is bleeding, it hurts to heal.
My wounds r deep and the pain is real.

My soul is shattered, my eyes r dead.
What little solace I had has fled.

Though my sorrow is killing me,
I'd rather die than live and be happy.

Anywhere is better,
better than here.
This world has taken everything
I once held dear.
Even though its killing me to say, (Ill say it)
I'd rather die alone than live this way. crying