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Feb 2011
no reason to live
or die, no purpose
to be seen, and no
idea why

life sinking down-
ward, stuck in sand
and digging out’s
impossible

smiles and frowns
and blank looks,
mind and body are
gone

I’m not enough for
myself, so how can
I be enough for any-
one else?
Overwhelmed
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