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This time. This time. This time. Like a fly trying to get outside, I keep slamming into seen and unseen barriers. I keep trying and hoping. This time will be different. This time things will work out. This time. My skull is cracked Blood is running down my chest But I keep trying and hoping. This time. This time. This time.
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Sep 18, 2020
Sep 18, 2020 at 2:20 PM UTC
Maybe This Time...?
This time. This time. This time. Like a fly trying to get outside, I keep slamming into seen and unseen barriers. I keep trying and hoping. This time will be different. This time things will work out. This time. My skull is cracked Blood is running down my chest But I keep trying and hoping. This time. This time. This time.
#blood#struggle#life
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jadap37
25/Non-binary/Minneapolis
Sep 18, 2020
Sep 18, 2020 at 2:20 PM UTC
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