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Aug 2013
I never used to be broken
I never meant to end this way
To be so shattered
Chilled from the inside

I tried to survive
I played along with the lies
Each second leaving me farther in despair
Each minute bringing me closer to death

Some tried to save me
Some tried to help
You cured the need
But the sadness stuck

I'm haunted each day
As I slowly pass away
I'm sorry for the tears
But the sadness is stuck
Written by
Elizabeth Thorn
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