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Poetry

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Helpless

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She is not here
I want to talk with her but I don't know how to face this
I don't know how to tell her what I feel
I don't know anything
I'm just so confused
I feel like I can't breath
I feel like I'm nothing
I'm just... So messed up
So lost. So sad. So tired

                          
I really really need her. She is the only one I can talk to. But Im being so selfish! She is listening to me every single day and she doesn't need it! I can't make her do this, she doesn't have to take care of any thing that comes to my mind. She doesn't need this! 

                          
Just
I don't know what to do, what to feel
I don't know
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