TryingA Poem by Amandamaybe he never loved me at allHe doesn't love me anymore, I've got no one else to turn to. Tell me, now I'm so alone, What am I supposed to do? I've got wounds aplenty, and I barely sleep at night. Maybe the bags under my eyes, will tell you how I've been cast from the light. I've been broken many times before, but now all I am is a hollowed out shell. Watching him thrive now that I'm gone, is some kind of personal hell. So tell me how I'm supposed to escape, when I am but a broken doll trying to fix herself with tape?
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