The Truth

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Honestly?

I still want to cut...

To bleed and wash away the pain...

I still want to be swallowed into the black hole and never be seen again...

I still want to cry...

Constantly.

I want to stop it all...

But I have you...

And I would never leave you...

So now I will fight...

If not for me, then for you...


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