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i've passed my breaking point.. i gave up.. not sick, but very very tired.. i cannot control my emotions, let alone others more volatile than me.. work stress has crept all over me.. speaking incoherently am i now.. the last time i smiled, was the last time u grinned. seems to me like a million years, the way u smiled, right up to your ears. december came, past. but your face was there, never collecting dust. coming and going of my peers, and also for you, my flowing tears. good things never last, just as my love for u, will some how rust.
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