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Ongoing47m
Last published Tue, Nov 12, 2013
I knew...That i was going to died here and now...
I knew....This Wasn't Normal....I Felt The Pain...
Inside Me...But It Never Came Out....I Wonder...
Was My Life Just Useless...No Love...No One
To Run To...Just To Me Sounds Like A Sad Story...
But To Thee End...I Wasn't Dead Yet....I Knew
My Life Was Going To Change...I Never Wanted
This...But I Didn't Make a Choice....
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