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The pain that my heart beats in my chest is undescribable. The tears I cry fill it with sorrow,every night before I fall asleep I pray that god would take me home to be with him, so I don't have to face tomarrow. No more weeping , no more pain, no more tears filled with ashes to wash away my shame. No more people trying to tell you how you feel. Its like living in a dream that you swear is real.Its like talking without a voice, people stop listening istead of taking time to read your lips. People say things they dont mean, as crazy as that may seem. Why dont some people just give up after a while?... Because they care.