A Battle For Life.
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Ongoing27m
Last published Fri, Nov 24, 2017
As the sun shines on the world, I'm surrounded by darkness. As others cause my demons to wake, i cut to satisfy their hunger. As the blood runs down my wrist, i drift off to a happir place. If you are like me than come read my poems
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