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Honestly, I don't know if I can do it anymore.

Why can't anyone notice or actually care?

Why can't anyone look into my dull eyes and tell me that they are there for me?

Why can't someone hug me and tell me to eat.

Why can't anyone say they love me and mean it?

Instead it's only me, Ana, and my blade.

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