The Hurt In My Life

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The sickness in my stomach

Matches the sickness in my head

And the aching in my head

Matches the sching in my body

And the hurting in my body

Matches the hurting in my heart

 

My eyelids droop with lack of sleep

My cheeks are tear stained red

My smile is fake like Barbie's face

My eyes even say I'm done

 

My soul longs to be free of here

I have a need to travel

But I'm stuck in a cage

With no key to get out

 

The light at the end of the tunnel

What bull is that

It's an abyss

That's what it is

A dark abyss with no light

Just Dark

Dark

Dark

And Alone

Alone

Alone

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