Letter Twelve
Dear Diary,
I feel lonely.
Your my only friend.
What's wrong with me?
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I feel weak.
I am weak.
What's wrong with me?
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The boy of my dreams hurt me.
The weird part is I want him to do it again.
If it means I'll get his attention.
What's wrong with me?
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(A poem I wrote during Math)
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With plenty of pain,
Rosie
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