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May 2015
As I cry my tears burn my skin leaving scars behind them
Its as if I am crying toxic tears
Trying to fight and hold them in is harder then it seems
Everyday I feel so alone wasting all these toxic tears
I'm not sure why but I always cry
When I say i'm ok i really don't mean it
That's just part of the word brOKen.

~Katt
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Katt  F/Colorado
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