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they die every day only to be reborn in the morning, rising like a phoenix from the ashes of their deaths. a fresh start, a clean slate, a new beginning in a new body with a new heart. no matter how many tears are shed, no matter how many lines they cut into their skin, tomorrow will always be a new day.
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Aug 7, 2017
Aug 7, 2017 at 9:40 PM UTC
phoenix.
they die every day only to be reborn in the morning, rising like a phoenix from the ashes of their deaths. a fresh start, a clean slate, a new beginning in a new body with a new heart. no matter how many tears are shed, no matter how many lines they cut into their skin, tomorrow will always be a new day.
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23/Non-binary/Iowa
Aug 7, 2017
Aug 7, 2017 at 9:40 PM UTC
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