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Slithering below. I reach my hand to touch it. My hand is now gone.
I don’t fault you. The blame rests on me, mostly (I think).
If I could draw my feelings, that would be one thing But I cannot   I have no feelings   But maybe that just means I feel too much, or Think too much   Very true indeed  
You pretty much broke me. Hurt me and destroyed me You pretty much cut me.. No i did it myself.. But your words, they're like knives Leaving scars on my wrists thighs and arms.. i'm not really okay
Pain throughout my body, Legs, back and feet. Oh god this hurts, what did I do? Nothing works, Not heat nor ice, pills or massage. Sigh, just let this suff'ring end.
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