The most depressing day is when I must keep hurting myself,
When all I get is hurt.
I can't remember the last time
I laughed or the first time I smiled.
It's the most depressing day of my life and I'm not fine.
I can't go on
Like the rest.
This earth is full of blood.
It has no use for bleeding.
I have no use for myself.
I hate myself today.
I wish I would not live.
I think of all my pain.
I wish it could end.
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