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Aug 2014
Does he really think I care?
Or maybe he thinks I'm not aware
Grades slipping third week in
Nerves fraying under my skin
Physical contact feels like pins
Prescribed drugs barely numbing
Not-so-legal ones halfway curing
Mental issues, no equations
No simply solving personal problems
This isn't your little mathematical world
This is my burdens, not yours
Don't try to solve them
I'll work on resolving them
Hopefully dissolving them
Lone Wolf
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