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Jan 2012
If this is what dying feels like
I'm halfway there
I'm a living body
But, my sole is elsewhere
The way I'm feeling can't be real
For don't absorb happiness. It's pain I feel.
I'm nothing but flesh, veins and bones
All that I suffer.. is alone
Sometimes I feel like my stress will be my death
If it is, my hurt will be put to rest
Please help me out of all this
Because this can't be what it feels like to exist.
JKela Smith
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