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Apr 2015
Do you have any idea what I'm going through?
I feel sick, sad, worthless.
Like I'm running my way to death's front door.
The stress you're putting me under -
Its hitting me harder than you ever thought it would.
And now I'm sick, and tired,
And I feel so broken!
With each new hole in my heart,
I just feel like anything I do isn't worth the doing.
Your words pierce, your lack of emotions anger me.
How can I get through this when I feel so alone?
I scream for help, and everyone just shows me how alone I really am.
Destiny
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Destiny  24/South Dakota
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