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May 2014
I lied.
I told them to be happy when
I'm most certainly not.
I told them things get better when
I doubt that they ever will.
I told them to always have hope when
I've lost all of mine.
I told them everyone's beautiful when
I feel ugly all the time.
I told them to stay strong when
I'm slowly breaking as days go by.
                                                            S.B.
I miss you...
Written by
Sarah
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