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Apr 2014
And with this pain in my chest
I can't begin to express
Whether it's an ache
or an attack
It's something that
I'll never repress

These words on my skin
Aren't yet written in ink
But still everyday
They seem to sink
Deeper and deeper
In this state that I'm in
Harsher and painful
I can't even begin

Speaking of beginning
It's hard to end
They're supposed to be happy
Well Disney fell through
It couldn't even imagine
The **** I've been through

These lines are in my bones now
And scratch barely at the surface
They'll find their way through though
God, they always do
Written by
Constance Anne Teebs  I live in Charlotte, NC.
(I live in Charlotte, NC.)   
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