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Sep 2018
I keep writing
But I can't find the right words
To get out this feeling in my chest
I feel sick
And I cannot think straight
Oh, how I wish everything would go
Back to the way it was.
I wish I was happy
I wish I could at least fix it.
But I'm broken now
Like you, and everybody else
And we can't be fixed anymore.
Tess
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Tess  19/F
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