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Through death I walk
Im about to walk through death
Through another door of life.
A diffent lane to walk.
My death is kind of by choice.
As another day of pain
I refuse to live.
Pills down my throat
Arms slashed to shreds.
Im walking the walk of death
Amy Kerswell
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Amy Louise Kerswell
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