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Fade to black. Bang.
This has all been too much.
I was never going to come out victorious.
I was never going to win.
I was never the main character.
Just a support character.
Now that I understand that....
It's time.
I was never meant to make it as far as I did.
It was always borrowed time for me.
Stolen.
Stolen time.
Every time I kick the depression....or so I think
It comes back with a vengeance
Uglier and uglier this life has gotten.
I just can't do it anymore.
Planning my escape.
Carrying my demise.
Running.
Gone away
I was never going to come out victorious.
I was never going to win.
I was never the main character.
Just a support character.
Now that I understand that....
It's time.
I was never meant to make it as far as I did.
It was always borrowed time for me.
Stolen.
Stolen time.
Every time I kick the depression....or so I think
It comes back with a vengeance
Uglier and uglier this life has gotten.
I just can't do it anymore.
Planning my escape.
Carrying my demise.
Running.
Gone away
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Fade to black. Bang.
Fade to black. Bang.