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crying alone
My tears are glogging my pores, deeper and deeper.
With each inhale I get weaker and weaker.
No one sees, because I hide it all inside.
This happy girl no one would think could die.
Each day that I cry
My thoughts keep getting darker.
With no mother around and a non existant father.
I have been happy for so long it is not natural.
Finally I have to say I didn't win the battle.
With all my feeling exploding from this huge bottle,
Who would think I was in trouble?
because only do I cry when I am alone
