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Jan 2016
I have an endless heartache
and its ******* tiring , I'm tired of this pain,
of the depression,
of the content obsessing of how things could be better.
Sometimes I wish I could just take my heart out
just so I wont feel anymore.
I crumble these memories like paper and dispose them,
just to try and focus on my current reality
which is still ****** up but what am I to do but
to just keep smiling even if I don't want to,
because one thing ill never do is show my weakness,
I rather swallow it
demolish it
then to continue this ****** up sequence
-E.G
EG
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EG  New York
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