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Nov 2016
I was happy.

I was happy,
Until I wasn’t.
I fell from grace to the dark depths of hell.

A hell I don’t believe in
Until I find myself there
Cold, hyperventilating
Gasping for air.

Desperately trying to believe in a god who will save me,
Save me from myself.
Save me from the delusions and insanity,
Save me from the self destruction that I love so much.
Save me from the self destruction that I love so much.

Happiness is fleeting

But why, God, *why?
Valeria Ariza
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Valeria Ariza  Houston
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