50 : handle this

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forcing myself
not to feel
helps me know
this pain isn't real

simply a beating
in my chest
a heart overdue
a soul without rest

i don't really matter
i'll die when i die
but it still seems cool
to attempt to fly

i don't feel real
i won't eat a thing
i won't treat this body
show a lack of being

no friends no friends
family gone family gone
boyfriend fake , play pretend
sound the gong , sound the gong

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