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Jun 2013
I'm dying from a lack of human interaction
No one seems to want to be around me anymore
I'm not quite sure as to why
But it feels worse than anything I've ever felt before
Almost like a stabbing pain in the heart
I don't seem to matter to anyone anymore
I'm like a speck of dust, invisible and unimportant
I swear this loneliness might **** me
Abbie Gale
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