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Left behind. When my life spirals out of control. Three strikes and I'm out. I've not only reached the third strike. I've surpassed it. Kick me while I'm down. Battered. Bruised. Pain. Emotional. Physical. Emotional. Emotional. Emotional. It's just too much. Too much. Too much. I'm either not enough. Or too much. Yay.
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Jul 11, 2011
Jul 11, 2011 at 8:46 PM UTC
Abandonment.
Left behind. When my life spirals out of control. Three strikes and I'm out. I've not only reached the third strike. I've surpassed it. Kick me while I'm down. Battered. Bruised. Pain. Emotional. Physical. Emotional. Emotional. Emotional. It's just too much. Too much. Too much. I'm either not enough. Or too much. Yay.
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Jul 11, 2011
Jul 11, 2011 at 8:46 PM UTC
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