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She had enough! she sliced her wrist, & began to cry..she layed down and softly whispered goodbye.. |
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A vital piece of my puzzle is missing |
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After a year of therapy my therapist said to me, "Maybe .l.i.f.e. isn't for everyone." |
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Now I Lay Me, Down to Die, I Take this Blade, and say Goodbye... |
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She doesnt want to laugh...yet she doesnt want to cry.....she doesnt want to live, yet she doesnt want to die. she wants to feel, yet she wants to feel numb inside...[[she wants something, but she can't decide]] |
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&& she starves herself to be pretty. To have small legs,tiny arms, so her ribs can be seen. All she's ever watned was to look like the people in the magazines. |
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We've been down this road so many times before. |
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No matter how hard I try, I can never remember tomorrow. |
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Every breath just brings me a step closer to death. |
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Dear Santa, |