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I thought I was getting better, Less sensitive, more relaxed, less angry, But pain doesn't disappear. There is no magic. Everyone is pretending, so I need to keep pretending, Or I could jump. The water looks nice and my choice made. Game over.
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Mar 30, 2019
Mar 30, 2019 at 8:30 AM UTC
Always a choice.
I thought I was getting better, Less sensitive, more relaxed, less angry, But pain doesn't disappear. There is no magic. Everyone is pretending, so I need to keep pretending, Or I could jump. The water looks nice and my choice made. Game over.
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Mar 30, 2019
Mar 30, 2019 at 8:30 AM UTC
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