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Mar 2011
Everyday is a battle, and I choose to fight
but keep staring at me with those dead eyes,
its not like you would understand, with your perfect life

This isnt your everyday abuse,
every step a trap door to tighten my noose


I cant breath with your eyes piercing my heart
my brain fried, im paralyzed

You know what you do to me
yet you fail to cease
Im tearing myself apart at the seams

Every day, every reflection
just go the **** away
Kate Elise
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