Nothing I do Works

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    I keep pressing harder, digging deeper, leaving marks on my arm.

    I hold my breath, getting closer, almost there.

    I swallow more pills, to knock me out faster, to keep the memories at bay.

    I do all of these things, that work for most, but they never keep away.

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