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dear reader

it's stormy in my eyes although I seem happy deep inside I cry, the truth is "nothing is okay in my head"when I'm alone I just want to be dead not feeling happy or hungry for a loaf of bread I just want to drink my way to hell, it's stupid that I'm feeling this way I'd rather sit watching as my thoughts stray,I don't have a lot of friends because I'm hard to understand so they don't correct me if I'm wrong,"I'm growing up now"riding a tide of broken vows" I'm going deep, now it's only the dark I seek I'm tied to my knees with pain and griefs with no one to turn to,break me out not judging the words from my mouth, I'm writing in doubt yet still I'm praying that you don't ignore my silly note just because my scores demotes my ways....
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