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This is not real

This is not real
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I feel as if everything has been ripped out of my soul

Every piece of me is gone,

And I cannot breathe.

I say to myself I do not want this life

And I wonder if this pain will ever disappear

This is not real I keep believing that,

Because the reality of this is too much to take

What is this life going to be like, after this day

What will become of me

Will I ever be healed?

This is how I felt a few weeks ago when something really huge has taken place in my life; now when I look back the pain is not as bad as it seemed, but I felt to share this poem anyway.



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