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Nov 2017
Nondrug indicted
Sadness
No not ever gone away
Never in my wildest dreams
Smiles that turn to frowns
Within a blink of an eye
Like they were never there
Like they were fake
I don’t even try to make them anymore
I try to cry now
But the tears don’t come
It’s like they are stuck
Downing me from the inside
Damaging it all
First my feet
So, I cannot act
Then my stomach
So, I’m always sick
Sick of it all
Sick of the pain
Then my heart
It is not just broken but withered
Expired and molded
Last is my mind
My only source of strength
when everything else is weak
I can’t pray
I can’t hope
Can’t speak
I just sink
So low
So long
Happiness
This was from a while back. My sad ones are not my real self anymore but they did make me who I am today.
Tiffany Evans
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Tiffany Evans  18/F/Provo, Utah
(18/F/Provo, Utah)   
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