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When you look up at the stars you
Long for something more
So tell me how you feel
I take these pills to make me thin
I dye my hair
I sit here and cut my skin
I try everything to be happy
Inside my quiet hell
You can't hear my cries for help
Inside I'm such a mess
Long for something more
So tell me how you feel
I take these pills to make me thin
I dye my hair
I sit here and cut my skin
I try everything to be happy
Inside my quiet hell
You can't hear my cries for help
Inside I'm such a mess
Published 21st Jan 2014
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21st Jan 2014 9:25pm
Never give up your faith because things eventually work themselves out. Trust in god and just remember you're beautiful despite what others say. I am here if you need a friend.
