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Apr 2015
Sometimes I lay in bed awake.
Wondering how much more my heart can take.
All around me is so quiet.
These thoughts in my mind I just can't fight it.
You will know when its the end.
When no one comes to help.
Not even a friend.
Feeling down
Written by
Dying Flame  Riverside California
(Riverside California)   
339
   bleh
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