sarah john - How

Here im crying, but i told my self the next
time i will cry is when i kill myself. Im crying though. How can i breake like that How can i cry cry u ask it's like death wounderful but sad. but thats me.All sad, sad like the black hole of sadness. How, how how, can i breack and cry when im not. But im dead. I'v been dead all my live so how

sarah john

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