Tuesday, January 15, 2008
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I don’t understand anymore, why I like to feel sore.
I am ashamed and hurt by me, the anger is there I can see.
Why do I hurt me I don’t know, but when I do I do not show.
Why I wish I was dead, I don’t know what’s in my head.
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7/25/2025 6:43:36 AM # 1.0.0
Hannah, Welcome to PH... Why! I love this and I remember this... for me 20 odd years later is a reason to still be writing the rights and more importantly these days crusading the fights... hang in there, you are worth it! ! !