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I may be weak from not standing on my own two feet,
My eyes may be red from every salty tear that ran down my face, I may have scars from every self-inflicted wound that wouldn't close, But after all the pain you put me through, After all tears I cried for you, After all the suicidal thoughts that went through my head, I'm still here.
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