it's a struggle to breath, it's a struggle to feel
i cannot smile, my wounds won't heal
overcome with feeling of emptyness....numb
cannot help thinking, is it something ive done?
waking up every day, is a chore i cannot do
theres nothing in life, to help me through
Please tell me what you think
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very sad, i love emotional poetry, great job
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this made me cry so hard, well done
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