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Jan 2015
I try to be strong... i try not to cry.
I wanna **** myself but I'm to scared to try.
Their words echo in my head... fat, ugly, unwanted.
All I wish for is mercy because inside I'm dead and broken.
You sat there as my heart was being ripped out of my chest.
When I am gone you will be filled with regret.
I am ready to slowly slide that knife across my neck.
I am a complete train wreck.
I can put on that fake smile, I can walk a mile in the rain.
But inside I feel so broken as I try to hide the pain...
janie
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janie  America
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   Aisha Ella and Tiberias Paulk
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