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I don't know how much longer I can do this
The crippling anxiety overflowing my rib cage making my heart go as fast as the speed of light
The major depressive disorder label stuck to my forehead, that I see whenever I look in the mirror making me want to tear my skin apart and throw my life away
The Post Traumatic Stress Disorder leaving me with tear stained cheeks and nail prints in my arms remembering what I felt like when you touched me
I don't know how much my body can go through
I don't know
I don't know
I don't know
TRH

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