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I commit suicide .
Not ones, many times
cut my wrist, tie a rope around my neck, pointing knife on my stomach.
I don't know why I'm still alive
maybe I'm just strong that nobody can drag me down.
But no, I'm down always
people insult me always
they hate me,but still I love them
I'm kind but the fact that I don't understand
why they always get mad at me
it's because I'm not beautiful? I'm dirty? I'm not rich?
But still I love them
I am not a demon
I love god,but I'm just sad; alone.
©Siddharth
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Published on May 21, 2017
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