I feel so alone,
And I cry because I'm alone,
But since I'm alone I dont get comfort,
So I cut hoping the razor will offer love but it does not,
So begin to stab,
But the knife is no comfort ither,
And then finally I die,
But when I die,
I cry for I did not die,
But somebody saved my life,
And then I whisper,
"Just let me die."
Im_Your_Angel_Of_Death Community Member 
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