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Megan Kirby Mar 2011
Fear runs through my veins,
so cold that death seems near.

Part of me was ripped away,
now I'm losing what was once so dear.

An unmistakable pain,
so deep inside my soul.

It's left a permanent scar,
where there was once just a hole.
Megan Kirby Mar 2011
Chemicals, flowing through my veins,
Chemicals changed me, I'll never be the same,
A little different every day,
These chemicals take me far away,
Away from the pain and the loneliness,
Away from that hell, my life is bliss.
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