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Nov 2020
last night I thought I was gonna die
I wish I was
but I am still alive.

what is the purpose of my life
when all you do isΒ Β killing me inside
proving things that don't count
being different and less appreciated
and you told me
"that is what it is like to live"
you tell me
Written by
Larianne  F
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