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Mar 2014
I’m sorry
For my self-destructive tendencies
For all my bad decisions
For being reckless and impulsive

It’s just that nothing good can stay
And I know this for a fact
So I tear it all apart
Before it’s ripped away

I know that it’s unhealthy
I’m not letting myself be happy
But I refuse to let my pain be caused
By anyone but myself
Diana
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Diana  Texas
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