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lifeless


I lay in bed, feeling nothing. Sleep is a constant reminder of the memories of that day, I felt my life come to an end. Tired I feel in this hopeless body of me, wondering if there will ever be life. Sleeping is feels like a world I'm drowning in, feeling constant pain, hoping that some will catch me. Help me from this lifeless body of mine
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