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Sep 2013
my pillow is left stained
from the tears i have cried
and i often ask myself
how i got this way
and i blame
myself
because it was me
me who was clinging onto
that tiny piece of hope
that you would
want a girl like me
but it turns out you didn't
and now im left all alone
to face the demons
and my dear
i know you don't care
but they're killing me
and i dont know
how much longer i can go on.
mels
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mels  england.
(england.)   
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