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[bodytext] => What is this hurt when you’re too torn to think and too weak to write What is this pain when you’re too distraught to distinguish and too confused to care What is this emptiness when you’re too apathetic to apologize and too exhausted to explain Why has this become a way of life? Why do I feel like this? This is wasted writing because at this moment words cannot even begin to tell the tale of the hurt, the pain and the emptiness. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 202 [topic] => 32 [informant] => lisa99460 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 6 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => SadPoetry )
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