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Dec 2013
Sent you some messages
Hope you read them
Slowly and thoughtfully

I was okay for a bit
Ate my dinner,
A nice light salad

Thought I was okay
Until a horrible pain
Came over my chest

The anxiety unbearable
My heart it trembles
I can't even breathe

I don't know why I love you
But I can't stop
Though I pretend to

I'm tired of pretending
I'm living a lie
You don't love me

You never will love me
I don't know what
I'm good for, anymore

Why is it that
When I puked it up a minute ago
All I could think of

Are people less fortunate
Than me that deserved
That meal instead of me
Pain is something I would rather feel than feel nothing at all
I will hold on with a hope
A kind of hopeless hope that keeps me alive
Sam Conrad
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Sam Conrad
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