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FUCK THIS!!! Fuck it all...

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I fucking hate this! The trepidation of where I will keep my family safe is not worth it. My husband, my daughter, my family… better off without me. Honestly. Money will come and I will be forgotten. The way it should be. Am I the only fucking one who feels like this? This desire to get out? This knowledge that life goes on without all of everybody? My dreams are being squashed and it’s okay. It’s what I expected. I am pau… finished… fini. My heart is broken. My soul is non-existent. I never was.

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This is very abrupt, visiously slicing against the grain of what used to be our beautiful humanity and now has become the majority sentiment and the centerline of America. Fuck this crisis that has made humbling an American pastime, poverty it's...

This is very abrupt, visiously slicing against the grain of what used to be our beautiful humanity and now has become the majority sentiment and the centerline of America. Fuck this crisis that has made humbling an American pastime, poverty it's daily bread and relationships falling into the open cracks of our wounds from underheated depression and hopelessness. You captured it all in this poem. Thank You for your mind.

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True... thanks for reading me...

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