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Oct 2013
What can I say?
Nie wiem.
I guess I've never been too good at anything.
Rolling around in my sleep
And making sure I can't eat normally.
That's about all I've done.
I've broken many hearts just for sport.
And I break my own so I can hurt.
At least that means I can feel.
I had the chance once.
I was so close.
Like I said
What can I say?
I had the blade in my hand
Don't be scared, act like a man.
Could've sliced the tie that keeps me here
With selfhatred, Mia, and constant fear.
AJ
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