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what do I do when my eyes grow wearie of this torture my heart hurts my soul hurts my body hurts my knee hurts what am I supposed too do to dround out the noise of my life how is one supposed too relax unwind without some sort of poison everything fun anymore isn't good for my health what I truly want I probably am too late like everything else in my life always a decade too late an hundred short story of my life I just hope this decade is better than the last cause this one almost put me in the ground