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I am weakened, but not emotionally.
I am in pain in my heart...
All from stress.
I am constantly working away up and down up and down getting this getting that doing this doing that...
How much more can i cope... i have muscle sprains too.
We are all human why can't the lazy ones do the work.
No they want a slave for them, i can't let go i have no choice.
I feel i am a salvation of their own evilness.
I am slaved like hell.
Mom is ill my sisters are away.
My man is out working, step Dad is full of evil.
My sister who's near is never here or she is ill and tired.
I don't mind the kids they're babies, but the older ones...
Why do i feel i got no choice...
When i feel invincible its taken away and crushed until God gives it me back.
I know i got no choice i am the only one who can help.
My man works until late or he is the only one who cares for me.
I'm a slave to stress it will never leave me i will never relax.


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