I just wish you could see how bad you treated me

dont wanna die, but i dont want to keep on living like this.

I miss you gaby i will always love you i wish for life to treat you so good and that you get the love i couldn’t give you

слава я тебя любила около двух лет, почем у тебя есть девушка?

i love him so much id do anything for him

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repressed

not recommended for listening if you have suicidal thoughts. it's all in your head. It will be much better if you change your playlist. thanks

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blade in your hands

DISCLAIMER : This track explores themes of mental anguish and self-destruction. If you are struggling, please seek help. You are not alone.

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my little winter.

you’ll be ok
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give me a hug before you're gone

not recommended for listening if you have suicidal thoughts. it's all in your head. It will be much better if you change your playlist. thanks

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Lyrics: 

My footsteps tread
Lie low and lone the silent dead,
Beneath the turf, beneath the mould,
Forever dark, forever cold,
And my eyes cannot hold the tears
That memory hoards from vanished years
For Time and Death and Mortal pain
Give wounds that will not heal again,
Let me remember half the woe
I've seen and heard and felt below,
And Heaven itself, so pure and blest,
Could never give my spirit rest,
Sweet land of light! thy children fair
Know nought akin to our despair,
Nor have they felt, nor can they tell
What tenants haunt each mortal cell,
What gloomy guests we hold within,
Torments and madness, tears and sin!
Well, may they live in ectasy
Their long eternity of joy;
At least we would not bring them down
With us to weep, with us to groan,
No, Earth would wish no other sphere
To taste her cup of sufferings drear;
She turns from Heaven with a careless eye
And only mourns that we must die!

derealization

DISCLAIMER : This track explores themes of mental anguish and self-destruction. If you are struggling, please seek help. You are not alone.

the morning after.

I'm sorry

i watched them all die in the fire

not recommended for listening if you have suicidal thoughts. it's all in your head. It will be much better if you change your playlist. thanks

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derealization

les

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