I’m feeling dread.. Um, from the corns on my feet to the hair on my head, I, uh, can’t breath. I don’t even know how I’m able to speak. I shouldn’t be here. I’m sensitive you know! Last thing I want is to be part of your horrible show. Darkness, falling, it’s all closing in, that’s it, good-bye. I’ve reached the deep end. All of you watching You’ve seen my demise Please show me some mercy, and cover your eyes! Farewell cruel world!
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