The Suicidal Letter.
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Last published Wed, Jul 13, 2016
Who knew that Letter would be my last. Hi, my name is Mira and I am a creative writer, a limited edition, a weird girl with a tired soul and a scared mind. If people only knew what I hid behind my everyday smile they'd be in tears.
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Hi, I'm Mira and I'm suicidal.
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