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Aug 2018
I dont wanna cry for help
Calling it depression is too cliche
Everyone's doing it
But I refuse to use it
He gets frustrated when I dont give an answer
I don't even know the answer
Its eating me from the inside out
Nothing in particular
But enough to break me
Written by
Becca
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