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i cannot fix myself.

for no one can see i am broken.

my pain cannot be seen,

it can only be spoken.


eventually,

you try too hard to speak

you get mistaken easily

for the weak.


i need someone to understand

i can 

and i'm trying 

trying,

but i am slowly dying.

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