~Poems For the Lost~
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No one understands you. You're lost, broken, and a messed up person. At least that is what people say. You cry, you scream, and yell for help. No one cares though. People will say they love you, but they're just curious of why you're feeling this way. Humans say life will get better, it never does though.
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