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its too hard

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Created by twitchy22 on Sunday, July 20, 2008

sitting alone
in theplace i call home
i dread my time here
the pain is to great to bare
the fights rage on
no one will realize im gone
so i left for a run
with my headphones on
my feet hit the ground
my heart continues to pound
tears run down my face
i strugle to keep my pace
but i must keep going
i musnt start slowing
i need to run away from here
the pain is to great to bare
sitting alone
in the place i called home.

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