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Sep 2016
I'm sick to my stomache
From being alone
Rejection and heartache
Breaking every bone
For I was laughed at
And made fun of
Thirteen years straight
Feeling as if I was locked behind a gate
Every day is always the same
Sadness, depression and a whole new pain

Being alone forever is my fate...
Tori Jones
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Tori Jones  Mansfield, OH
(Mansfield, OH)   
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