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Dec 2013
I lack the effort
I leave it all when waking up in the afternoon
What's the point in waking up at all
When you have nothing to wake up for
I'd rather lay in my creased bed sheets
I'd rather lay in my self pity
It's 1 pm and I wasted the whole day
I lack the effort
I left it in my sleep
From early July.
Hayley Schiete
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Hayley Schiete  Michigan
(Michigan)   
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