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END ME PLEASE

If you only knew how it is for me, I just wish it could be so easy. To just stop breathing and fade away, I really do not want to stay. I hate that my lungs require the air, Only to keep me from going anywhere. I can't seem to stop this never ending fight, I don't want to live another night. I can't stand this painful thought, The one where only death is sought. I can only sit here and loath this life that I was given, I already know I have been forsaken. I absolutely hate my defective mind, Its a dangerous package of mental problems that have been combined. I am not worth your effort of trying to care, My life is too meaningless to share.

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Page copy, dated 8 June 2013 — same words, with a blank line between every line
If you only knew how it is for me, I just wish it could be so easy. To just stop breathing and fade away, I really do not want to stay. I hate that my lungs require the air, Only to keep me from going anywhere. I can't seem to stop this never ending fight, I don't want to live another night. I can't stand this painful thought, The one where only death is sought. I can only sit here and loath this life that I was given, I already know I have been forsaken. I absolutely hate my defective mind, Its a dangerous package of mental problems that have been combined. I am not worth your effort of trying to care, My life is too meaningless to share.
Earlier saved version, 8 June 2013 18:39 — the wording differs
If you only knew how it is for me, I just wish it could be so easy. To just stop breathing and fade away, I really do not want to stay. I hate that my lungs require the air, Only to keep me from going anywhere. I can't seem to stop this never ending fight, I don't want to live another night. I can't stand this painful thought, The one where only death is sought. I can only sit here and loath this life that I was given, I already know I have been forsaken. I absolutely hate my defective mind, its a dangerous package of mental problems that have been combined. I am not wor
Earlier saved version, 8 June 2013 18:40 — the wording differs
If you only knew how it is for me, I just wish it could be so easy. To just stop breathing and fade away, I really do not want to stay. I hate that my lungs require the air, Only to keep me from going anywhere. I can't seem to stop this never ending fight, I don't want to live another night. I can't stand this painful thought, The one where only death is sought. I can only sit here and loath this life that I was given, I already know I have been forsaken. I absolutely hate my defective mind, its a dangerous package of mental problems that have been combined. I am not worth your effort of trying to care, My life is too meaningless to share.

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