Crying out from all this pain.
All this pain that I keep inside.
Never admitting to my problems until it's to late.
The pain is so unbearable now.
I've kept inside for to long.
I never knew I could hurt this bad.
I just want to make it stop.
But the only alternative is far far worse.
I will not take my own life.
I will ride this pain out since it is my own fault.
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~Queen of Hate~
and remember folks imitation is the sincerest form of flattery
and remember folks imitation is the sincerest form of flattery