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Life is but a lie,

I'm done trying to live it,

Goodbye everyone.

I can't fight the knife,

It slips deeper every time,

The blood rushes out.

Tying my own noose,

Setting up the perfect fall,

I will breath no more.

Why do I struggle,

What did I do wrong dear God,

Do I deserve this?

As I relive life,

The pain cuts me like a knife,

I will hurt no more.

I am done struggling,

I will end all the hurt now,

Wish me luck after life.