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Dec 2014
Mindless days and numbing nights,
does a satisfying sleep exist?
So sick of feeling like I can't feel anything,
all I feel is sick.
Lashing out at those closest to me,
what else am I supposed to do?
This has to end,
my eyes are raw from pointless tears.
My heart can't take another night of this.
Kara Jean
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