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Jul 2013
What is this that I'm feeling?
The pain, the suffering, I'm continuously dealing
with.
You see these bags under my eyes?
From all those long nights of silent cries.
Waking up feeling the exact same,
where's my pride?
I'm getting ate up from the inside.

I need answers. Can someone please tell?
so I can end the burning in this hell?
Tossing and turning, lately I haven't been sleeping well.

Ignore my mood swings.
it's like I'm bipolar...
I'm always assuming things.
The joyous girl you see is not what she seems.
PoeticEvade
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PoeticEvade  Ohio
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