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its 12am,tears pouring down


its 12am,

tears pouring down your cheeks.

the thoughts keep accumilating like debt,

a type of debt no matter what you try,it will never go away

you neverwere told how painful it is

to lay awake at night and feeling nothing

empty,used,torn  apart

you dont know what to do

who to ask for help

its better to let all the tears out

close your eyes

and hope that you can fall asleep.

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