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Ena Alysopriono Jan 2015
So you are struggling
Big deal
We are all
What makes you special
What would make you think
I would care
After everything you did
You want me to care
Why should I
When all you ever gave me
Was reasons to hate myself
I would never choose to help you
That would not be fair to myself
I mean I can't see you without having an anxiety attack
You need someone to save you
Why me?
Why?
I should dismiss this
Sweep it under that rug
The one with so many things
Shoved under it
That it looks like a mountain range
The only problem is
It could be my best chance for Redemption
Not redemption from them, but For myself. just wanted to Make that clear.

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