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Inspiration struck like minors and gold

Pull the trigger since I'm already dead.
I want to make it permanent.
Kill the evil thoughts that form in my head.
I don't want to see another day
I can't bear it, it's a dread.
Obliterate all the memories, when I cried myself to sleep.
Confiscate the depressed days, when i didn't say a peep.
Now i suffer in my sorrow.
By tonight, I don't think there will be a tomorrow.