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I Miss You

I miss you. Its three in the morning again, and I don't know what to do, or how to calm this raging storm inside. There's lighting in my heart, and pain in my eyes. This is tearing me apart, Doesn't anybody hear my cries? I need you to come and save me, the voices are to harsh tonight, its getting hard to see, but I don't want to put up a fight. I just don't want to be here, I don't want to feel this pain, I don't want to care, I'm tired of playing this game.

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