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Mar 2015
It's dark outside...
Inside it's worse.
Being without you is rough.
Knowing it's my fault is worse.
Losing all hope in myself
Over things I can't change.
That's bad.
Imagining living one more day
Feeling like I do now...
****...
That's the worst.
Written by
Shiloh Celestia Monroe  26/Pangender/Akron, OH
(26/Pangender/Akron, OH)   
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