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How far your suicide is

Maybe in an exorbitantly deep grief from universal misunderstanding

The environment of themselves with imaginary hopes, attempts to attract at least some attention from people who have never seen in life

Maybe in the last frost on the skin from the desire to leave everything as it is and in desperate simply destroy yourself

I was blown away again and I know that nothing would save from this

Nobody will help me

How far is your suicide

Maybe if there was something to lose, there would be no question

There are so many opportunities, but they are all negligible

And I'm insignificant

The lines of the past are connected and the spectrum is displayed in the present

And I'm sick of this

And only worse

How much I need me here

No one except the military registration and enlistment office to increase statistics

I am only a number on the dial of a multimillion -dollar city, an empty phrase, a unit of measurement of the Furricry force

How far is your suicide

I will not be recognized by anyone

Prism gives me only stupid thoughts that it has already been lost

Empty gaze watery from cigarette smoke

I am an adult, but not adapted, there is soap in my house but there is no rope

I am so embarrassed

Forgive me for unnecessary sincerity

After all, even in the desire to live on, I am looking for new methods of suicide

It's just a shame

Maybe Roskomnadzor will answer the question by blocking my account,

And then the district police officer, proceedings with propaganda

Because I'm not like

I do not shine like the rest of the table lamps who want to work out until the end

Expiration date

How far suicide is when the contacts have trapped

I exist to dig, and no, I'm not a fan of minecraft, there are just enough land for corpses, and for some reason no one wants to clean them all

How far is your suicide?

Do not think about it

It’s just bad weather affects

Let it be a drunk driver, an accident, HIV or AIDS

Do not think

After all, tomorrow again to work

And a bonfire inside, albeit weak

But for now it burns

Just sleep more