Sick

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Sick of crying,
My eyes are dry.
Tired of trying,
It's all a mistake.
I might be smiling,
But inside I'm dying.
The pain is getting worst everyday.
I'm tired.
I want this to be over.
Screaming loudly inside my head,
Staying quiet as I stay.
No-one can hear the pain I go threw everyday,
As I lay sobbing in my bed.

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