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My head aches the smashing of a hammer pounding in the nail. The pain of plucking every hair from my body, and scratching my skin 'til tiny red spots appear they decide when to clear. All this and no relief from the hurting that's inside. so, I'll continue too bear every bit of this suffering.
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Jul 24, 2015
Jul 24, 2015 at 5:16 PM UTC
Suffer
My head aches the smashing of a hammer pounding in the nail. The pain of plucking every hair from my body, and scratching my skin 'til tiny red spots appear they decide when to clear. All this and no relief from the hurting that's inside. so, I'll continue too bear every bit of this suffering.
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Jul 24, 2015
Jul 24, 2015 at 5:16 PM UTC
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