Poetry and Hand grenades

Poetry and Hand grenades

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Dark times happen, it's human. These are poems of very real situations so if it's to much that's ok. Put the book down and go rest. You're health should be a priority. *TRIGGER WARNING* Finished January 2018
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Help, 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 myself again Lost myself and I am nowhere to be found Yeah, I think that I might break Lost myself again and I feel unsafe

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