Why Is It...?

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Why is it...

My heart hurts. It hurts from all the pain, all the dissapointment, all the loneliness.

People will never understand. No one will ever understand the anguish that I feel. Every night it haunts me. Everytime I feel as if I am not needed in this world. How I wish I could just disappear.

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