This life...
It isn't right
The one's that claim they love me
They all lie
All I can do is sit and cry
Living in constant agony
Waiting until the day I die
I wish they knew my pain
Just to share what I feel
Would be torture in itself
Someone.... Help.... Me....
I'm growing weaker by the minute
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