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Apr 2016
I may not be happy as you wanted,
I cant hide the truth
that everyday is a living hell.
My body feels like its weighing my spirit down.
My heart is broken so many times that I dont feel it.
All that I want is for you to except me for who I am.
Hannah Gaines
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