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sapped

Something is off.

I don't belong here,

Maybe I never did.

Everything hurts

And I just want to die.

Not suicide . . .

But to just lie down

And stop . . .

My will to keep going

is almost sapped anyway

What is wrong with me?

What did I do?

Never mind.

I don't even want to know.

I'm just tired

of being ****** over

By everyone.

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Apr 6, 2013
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