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Wearing Down
Eyes red and swollen
Tired of being
The only one
Standing up to fight
Inside being torn apart
...Mind spinning
Like a run away reel
A few hours here
A few hours there
Never changing
Always the same
Losing my grip
Its taken a toll
Tired of being
The only one
Standing up to fight
Inside being torn apart
...Mind spinning
Like a run away reel
A few hours here
A few hours there
Never changing
Always the same
Losing my grip
Its taken a toll
Published 23rd Jul 2011
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Anonymous
23rd Jul 2011 3:45am
I feel ya. Really like this piece, Dawn!
