It remains

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I want it to end
I want it to stop
Pain is my friend
Death is on top
There's a voice in my head
That loathes me
So I'll lay in my bed
Or to the darkness, I flee
Cutting is tempting
Shall I go on
So I'll keep on running
'Till my time is gone
Will it end
Will it stop
Suicide is a trend
Will it remain unstopped

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