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Hatred
I wonder why I even liked her. I think of her and I throw up. Just the thought of her makes me sick I go through everyday seeing her smile and laugh. My life and my thoughts are haunted by memories. Some lady said she doesn’t know why I haven’t “cracked yet”. If you were to live my life you would crack in the first five minutes. My life is a trackless rollercoaster. If you think you know me think again. My life was not handed to me. I had to earn my life. My life is filled with broken hearts and blacks eyes. I will die before I let anybody ever get the best of me. My life is buried in the ground along with my body.
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