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Jun 2013
Every day it's like i am nothing,
to nobody.
I try to help and then they blame me for everything.
I can't hold on for so long anymore.
Every piece in my body is breaking by every word or eye blink they blame me...
For several months I hold on
but my life isn't worth living...
Emmeline
Written by
Emmeline  Westrozebeke
(Westrozebeke)   
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