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My thoughts:
Ruined by the drug of death and suicide,
To far now might as well let it die,
Crying and screaming,
So unbelieving,
That I can be saved,
When I'm so far from grace.

A bloody death,
Her fault instead,
That here I am,
Rotting and Damn,
Why can't they see?
I want to be free,
Away from judging looks and stares,
And nobody cares,
'Cos I'm just a girl,
In a lonely world,
Where nobody sees,
That I'm just me.