facing my well-being

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I want to cry
But my last year drop is dry
My eyes are puffy
But I'm not sorry

I want to scream
But I get is silence
Oh its seems
That I cant end this violence

When can I get to say I'm okay
But I'm too shakey
I want to smile
But its long gone in miles

My hope
Was tied with a rope
A tough knot
As it began to rot.

Hey guys! I hope you are enjoying my book, make sure to vote, comment, share! So today I thought of something and I might make it a cover but here it is...

"You cant re-write your chapter, but you can read it differently."

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