Continue on crying
Continue on dying
Continue on starving
Continue on fighting
Continue on cutting
Continue on using pills
Continue on not feeling pretty
Continue on feeling worthless
Because in the end we're the ones who have the save ourselves
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Breathe
PoetryHelp, I have done it again I have been here many times before Hurt myself again today And the worst part is there's no one else to blame Be my friend, hold me Wrap me up, unfold me I am small, and needy Warm me up and breathe me Ouch, I have lost my...
