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Jan 2015
I sit here alone
With a tall glass of water
One-hundred pills
Yet still i'm pushed farther
I wish it would end
Yet I know it cannot
For I cannot leave
Leave others to rot
Even though my soul is black
Even though my future's bleak
I still stand here
Upright on my feet
My only wish is
That you could too
Find the strength that is needed
*to push through
ShadowMan24h
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ShadowMan24h  Hell
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   Margaret B and Hayley
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