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Too weepy to sleep,
yet too tired to keep

I'm alive on the outside,
but on the inside I have died
from this pain that keeps

Too uninspired to write,
yet too passionate to give up...

This pen and paper I write on
is all that I have left,
for the words that I have kept
in my heart
will never be ripped apart.

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