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Dec 2020
I shut myself
Because it all hurted
too much
did I make it ache?
I have no clue yet

I felt us die
so I grabbed the knife
Before it harms me
I'll harm it myself

So many thoughts that poison
and I can't turn them off
they promise to save me from this
but all they do is making me bleed
always the same with ******* saviors
Courtney O
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Courtney O  27/F/Madrid
(27/F/Madrid)   
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