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What do I want?

To live or to die?

I do not know,

But as I see it life is death and

Death is life.

To die I would leave friends and family with terrible grief.

Do I want help or not?

I do but to gain the help I want I do not want to hurt anybody any more than I have.

It seems that whoever I talk to I hurt, and that hurts me too much especially if I do it to my friends and family.

Do I want help?

No and yes,

Confused so am I, what should I do?

I got a plan go to die, sorry I forgot that will hurt people.

In the end we are all a flame and we must choose what lies at the end of it a bomb or candle.

The End

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