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3d
I hate how my stomach hurts
and how the sharp stabbing pains on the sides my tummy get worse
They make my knees bend a bit
I sit extra long in the car
So I can get ready to walk a few feet
This sets me back further
Ice cream sometimes helps
But man oh man I feel it in my back
I look so lifeless
I put my head back
I feel like I’m getting punched
Where’s my heating pad I just want to crawl in my bed and suffocate in the warmth
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   lizie
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