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Apr 2016
Still lying in bed
Thoughts of you still going through my head
Why did you carry it on so long
If all you was gonna do was do me wrong
You knew I was already broken
Did you need my heart as a token
Did you want to see if you could make someone die
Rip their soul out and make them cry
I hope karma does her job
I hope you are the next to sob
The only thing I did was love you
But you made me pay those dues
I've got to pull myself togeather
But lay in bed is what I'd rather
But I have a job and bills
Despite my depressive ills
I want the pain to stop
But it seems to be all I've got
Guess I'll just go back to my old life
No love, no strife
All those months wasted
All of the love I tasted
You threw me away in just one message
Without even a hint of presage
Can anyone save me
I'm going down and I don't mean maybe
Send my spirit to the sky
I just want to die
Pauline Morris
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Pauline Morris  51/F/Southern Illinois
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