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It's 1:38 a.m. and I can't do it anymore. It's 1:47 a.m. and those thoughts won't stop. It's 1:56 a.m. and I feel the salty tears drip off my face. It's 2:05 a.m. and it stops. It's 2:14 a.m. and I'm too sad. It's 2:23 a.m. and my mind floods with death's face. It's 2:32 a.m. and I want to leave this place. It's 2:41 a.m. and I go to sleep and hope I never wake up. Hope.
Too Sad.
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