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Jun 2013
I am alone far more often than I would like to
And I cry far less often than I need to
I find crying to be weak, but not crying is causing me to go crazy
I don't think crazy is better than crying
But the tears refuse to show because I've held them for so long
I forced myself into insanity, babe, I'm insane
These words won't stop flowing out of my mouth
I'm insane..I'm insane, will you love me? I'm insane.
The tears flooded my eyes, who could ever love someone as insane as me
Abbie Gale
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