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Feb 2015
Mad
As I cry myself to sleep I ask myself why I'm sad and then I realize I'm not sad just mad
Mad that you left me
Mad that the one thing I cared about is gone
Mad that I can't be happy anymore
Mad that I dont know who did this
Mad that I'm slowly dying and there's nothing I can do now
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