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Feb 2014
My head is pounding furiously
I've been on the verge of throwing up for days
I don't know why I'm here
An empty bottle of pain killers I abused
A cold floor to hold me
As I sleep away the bad feelings
I can barely breathe
Without you next to me
But lately I've taken deeper breaths
I know I'll get better one day
Without your help
Angie
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Angie  24/Missouri
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