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Apr 2015
Somedays I'm happy.
Some days I'm not.
Some days I smile with that light in my eyes.
Others I spend it crying my eyes out.
But either or...
I've come so far because,.
I never use to smile or cry.
I use to be a shell.
So yes, some days all I want to do is die.
But that's okay.
Because some days I still smile.
Written: January 6, 2015
Beth Decisions
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