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Feb 2016
I have wasted my life away.
While you looked the other way.
I sat alone and cried, man it was rough.
You made me feel like ****, I wasn't good enough.
I eventually gave up on a happy life.
Screaming for you, while holding a knife.

Because when you lose your drive...
It's hard to stay alive.
Olivia-Grace
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