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Dec 2014
All I want to do is die

But all that I can do is cry

I go around searching for love

Because I know I never get enough

But Iā€™m fairly certain I never will

Even now

I still want to ****

**** myself

for lack of a better word

I wish I was a bird

Iā€™d fly high into the sky

Away from humanity

Away from everyone who is just plain

Sick of me.
Sarah M Gillihan
Written by
Sarah M Gillihan  Fort Worth
(Fort Worth)   
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