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Dec 2013
it's 4:39 am
my eyes are wide open
I haven't slept soundly in 2 years
I want to scream
I had hopes of getting better
nothing has gotten better
this isn't a poem
I cry and cry until
I've drained myself of emotion
I cry until nothing is left inside me
no one
notices
T
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T  Michigan
(Michigan)   
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