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"'Mom, I'm tired.." I said, as I walked slowly towards her My arms weighing me down Hanging by my sides, T-shirt no sweater "Go take a nap sweetheart" She replied in a sweet, soothing tone Wish I had said something more Cause where I'm going, there isn't a phone.. I've withered and got down to my goal It's a shame more people didn't realize, No one took it serious enough I never felt like I was the right size I couldn't feel anymore neither happiness nor pain If this is what it took then I'm glad the job is done I loved you all so much so please forgive me But I think this nap will be my last one
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May 25, 2015
May 25, 2015 at 4:19 PM UTC
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"'Mom, I'm tired.." I said, as I walked slowly towards her My arms weighing me down Hanging by my sides, T-shirt no sweater "Go take a nap sweetheart" She replied in a sweet, soothing tone Wish I had said something more Cause where I'm going, there isn't a phone.. I've withered and got down to my goal It's a shame more people didn't realize, No one took it serious enough I never felt like I was the right size I couldn't feel anymore neither happiness nor pain If this is what it took then I'm glad the job is done I loved you all so much so please forgive me But I think this nap will be my last one
If my illness takes me before I'm ready to go, at least someone somewhere out there will know
bluedyedroses
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May 25, 2015
May 25, 2015 at 4:19 PM UTC
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