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Apr 2015
"As long as I'm living,
my baby you'll be."
Thick and thin
Tired, sick, hungry,
no matter what the circumstance
you're to remain

But you, even you, have given up on me, too.

I'm the worst kind
I feel nothing but shame
I want to rip my arms
Fight for me to stay sane
I feel *****
let me clean
I feel useless
give me something to do

But you, even you, have given up on me, too.

I've gotten myself stuck
wrapped in emotion
hands tied, I am grounded
long to flee
long to be free
final straw, ready to run

But you, even you, have given up on me, too.
Terrin Leigh
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Terrin Leigh  28/F/second star on the right
(28/F/second star on the right)   
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   James Gomez and NV
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