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MatureComplete Mon, Oct 8, 2018<5 mins
'It would only take one swiftly movement. Then I wouldn't have to hurt any longer. That though sounded lovely; no more pain, nor grief. I looked down while aligning the blade with my heart letting auburn hair veil my face. With one silent apology to God I nimbly pushed the blade through.'
TW: Suicide (please consider carefully before reading)
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