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*Piece by piece, I gather myself up. I'm shattered. But the shards of my heart are too sharp for putting back together. But I'll recover when hell freezes over and the dead come home. I'm lost, afraid ying to escape these walls. Trapped somewhere I know nothing of and as if it's that simple to leave, why don't I? Alyssa? Jordan? Molly? Emilie? Tyler? Sean? Jesse? Mark? No.. I have to survive through this war I've been fighting. Depression never quits. And neither will I.*
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Apr 10, 2016
Apr 10, 2016 at 11:13 PM UTC
Survival
*Piece by piece, I gather myself up. I'm shattered. But the shards of my heart are too sharp for putting back together. But I'll recover when hell freezes over and the dead come home. I'm lost, afraid ying to escape these walls. Trapped somewhere I know nothing of and as if it's that simple to leave, why don't I? Alyssa? Jordan? Molly? Emilie? Tyler? Sean? Jesse? Mark? No.. I have to survive through this war I've been fighting. Depression never quits. And neither will I.*
The most difficult feat is wanting to live.
LilBean
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Apr 10, 2016
Apr 10, 2016 at 11:13 PM UTC
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