To be Relieved

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By Teresa

Broken... Is an understatment for the state my heart is in. There isnt a word for the way i feel. Alone... In my mind. No one here but the thoughts of pain and sadness that fill my being. Pain... Id rather cut than feel emotions. Blood over salty tears. Love... Is only a slow version of suicide. Itll kill you one way or another no matter what. Suicide... a simple way to die. To be relieved of all pain, loneliness, emotions and love

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