Stress
How I feel
it's like I'm ill
things are so bad
I feel so bad and sad
because of this stress
stress from now I curse
I am now tired of this pain
it makes me become insane
I lost my heart's own piece
I need peace, I need peace.
Drencho_POET_Loads
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