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Sep 2013
As I laid there, I looked at the wall.
This is the part I hate
I  breathed in and out, as tears rolled down.
This was a mistake
The light hurts my eyes, there's ringing in my ears.
I always end up this way
The floor is a mess of bottles and tears.
*Please forget today
Courtney Yvonne Huggins
Written by
Courtney Yvonne Huggins  Joplin, Missouri
(Joplin, Missouri)   
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