Pain, by Manic.Angel
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Please tell me how to deal
With this pain that's so real.
I sit and cry on my own
No one with me, I'm alone.
It's not my heart, you see
It's purely physical that's gotten me.
It hurts so much, I want to die
All I do is sit and cry.
Subjected to needles constantly
Just one more thing to hurt me.
I can't walk and I can't drive
Why the hell am I alive!?!!
©Manic Angel |
Posted: 2019-08-21 20:03:55 UTC |
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