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by Amanda Jackson Dec 11, 2004 category : Miscellaneous / Misc. poems
Why do I always wind up on this cold floor it’s just like before but I don’t want anymore I want to stop No More My stomach churns Mt throat burns but I guess I just don’t learn I want to stop No More It’s consuming life-taking no breaking just making my life unbearing I want to stop No More