Miserable

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I'm fucked up
And I don't know
what to do.

My heart is pierced
By a thousands of bullets.
My mind is blocked
By a thousands of problems.

I need some comfort,
I need hugs and kisses,
I need you.

But fuck the reality,
It's all a dream
That no one
Can ever
Change .

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