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Here i am all alone.
The bruises on my arm, the cuts on my back. They represent me as a matter of fact. Do i like this?
Not at all. But when
You have no choice , you think you've practically seen it all.
As i lay my head down to rest i think of how you've made me so very
Depressed.
See you in a couple of years
When you realize I've ran out of tears, you will look back
and Think , think about the saddened ink on my paper and how words relate to my soon fate.





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