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It claws at my ribs, trying to escape
It screams in my head, forcing to be heard
It shakes my body, making me feel every pain of it
It chokes me, not letting me getaway
It takes over, controlling my aspects in any way it wants to
It blames me, telling me I could have said no
I could have fought it.
It will never let me forget, it has long ago buried itself inside of me,
and had no intentions of leaving.
- H.H.
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Written With Suicidal Thoughts
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