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Alone
01/23/2002 03:10 a.m.
I can't feel, I can't feel anything. I can't even feel my heart beat, it's like it's gone. It left the moment he drove away. The world was spinning so fast I couldn't even breathe and now I'm left here in this awful place again. With it's pain and suffering attached at my every limb, I cry. and I can't stop crying. And I won't stop crying. For I have given my heart and soul away....and now....there's nothing
I am currently Hurt

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