So sick of this, doing ever thing I have to. One more bottle to wash away the pain, please come back some other day. Hate me later, and love me right. Kill the message and forget to fight. Still the mind kills.
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Thursday, 23 September 2004 So sick of this, doing ever thing I have to. One more bottle to wash away the pain, please come back some other day. Hate me later, and love me right. Kill the message and forget to fight. Still the mind kills.
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