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When a little part of you dies inside, It feels Horrible. It feels like you're dying all over But you're not. Just inside. Another part of you...........................gone...........................forever. Never to return. Never to heal. The part that's left, Dies a little More And more Until.... It stops. I see you die inside. A chunk here, A patch there. And it hurts me, More Than it hurts you. Because I'm the only one who knows you are dying. You keep it so secret, nobody, Nobody, Nobody knows you're dying. Except me. And it kills me.
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Jan 19, 2010
Jan 19, 2010 at 4:27 AM UTC
Die Inside
When a little part of you dies inside, It feels Horrible. It feels like you're dying all over But you're not. Just inside. Another part of you...........................gone...........................forever. Never to return. Never to heal. The part that's left, Dies a little More And more Until.... It stops. I see you die inside. A chunk here, A patch there. And it hurts me, More Than it hurts you. Because I'm the only one who knows you are dying. You keep it so secret, nobody, Nobody, Nobody knows you're dying. Except me. And it kills me.
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theladypoet
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Jan 19, 2010
Jan 19, 2010 at 4:27 AM UTC
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