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I struggled and I coasted. I fell and I got back up. I sang and I had a someone to hold my hand. I cried and I hurt myself. I hurt other people and I helped them. I was good and bad. Desperate and alright. There was no great highs, but the great lows were few.
It was a year as most years. I hung on for another one.
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She wishes things were different, but the wishes don't mean anything.
I am trying to hear myself think here But all I can feel is the pain.
I just want to curl up and stop my aching heart .
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