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Apr 2012
Emotionally I'm ******,
Physically out of line,
I've been called every name,
I'm done with this stupid little game,
You seem to like to play,
With every living thing,
The tears roll down my cheeks,
I hate the way they sting,
My eyes burn,
And you need to be taught a lesson,
You really need to learn,
I hate the way,
Everything you say,
Is obviously untrue,
But everyone believes you!

I need to finally be freed,
From this level of emotional greeving,
It won't get better unless I start believing,
It's possible.
Johnnie Rae
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Johnnie Rae  25/F/New Jersey
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