sadness

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the dark days scared me

it felt like i was always alone

i had cuts to the point everyone could see

i felt like i wanted to be gone

i called myself names

fat, ugly, worthless and stupid

it was like i was playing games

and always losing when it came to cupid

i was past the point of death

no one was there for me

i was going to end my life

it wasn't going to be long

i was going to be gone

and it was a lot sooner than i thought

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