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Not My Life

by @MeanAileen

I don't think this is my life it seems more like a nightmere! But when I rub my blurry eyes I just can't make it disappear... I used to feel the warm sunshine now I am blinded by its light. I used to lay my head to sleep now days just bleed into night. There was a time I always laughed now it hurts my face just to smile. I know I used to be someone, but no one's seen her in awhile. I remember I was once in love and the soothing, comfort I felt. Now I'm just mad....mad at the world for the fucked up hand I was dealt. I think I remember carefree days, that was back when I had friends. Living life just for tomorrow, now I can't wait till my life ends. I know I used to be truly happy now I hide behind a mask of cheer... I guess this really is my life I'm just living a nightmere.
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Written by
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Published
Mar 16, 2017
Time
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Life is rough

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#anger#life#saddness#struggles#nightmere
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