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Nov 2018
Stress
Its piling up on me
I can't breath
Can't you see?

The air is escaping my lungs
This is not any fun
Why did I try this stupid thing?!

Because of you
You went, so I had to go to
How stupid of me
Thinking I could do this to

And I hate myself
I really do
I'm so sorry
Saying this to you

My heart is empty
While my brain is full
And I don't know what to do anymore

I can't take the stress
And I refuse to say I am depressed
Let me wallow in self-pity
As the stress becomes a part of me.
I'm just a bit stressed.
Ashlynn the Triangle
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