Pain

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By Manic.Angel

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

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