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Jun 2016
I'm an awful person
To all this should be plain
No matter how hard I try
All I cause is pain
Nothing is ever your fault
It's always mine
You expect me to be normal
But the cracks are easy to find
I'm at a lost
Every move I make is wrong
Every thought I have is twisted
My existence has been to long
Why must it be this way
I try my best, I swear I do
But it always falls apart
I wish my spirt had already departed, I wish it had already flew
Pauline Morris
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Pauline Morris  51/F/Southern Illinois
(51/F/Southern Illinois)   
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