He asks for life
Yet he prays for death
Wants to be loved
But prays to be hated
Asks for the truth
But is scared of the answers
Tired of fighting
Tired of the pain
Then one night
He breaks and says
No more
As he slides the knife across his wrist
He laughs
He smiles
He crys
He's finally free
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