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Jan 2011
It's that same,
Nauseating feeling,
Stuck in my throat,
I could almost throw up,
That feeling of betrayal,
Poisoning my thoughts,
I lean over the sink,
I can't win,
Never,
I want to run away,
Because I can never seem,
To understand,
Why me?

I change my mind,
I want to die.
Β©Nicola-Isobel H.      25.01.2011
Isobel G
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Isobel G  28/F/Australia
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