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Jan 2015
4 years since the clouds rolled in.
Dooming all my soul.

3 years since it could of won.
Almost snapping the silver chord.

2 years since the physical pain stopped.
No more ****** nails.

1 year of gentle torment.
Breathings easier now.

4 months since my last tear.
I'm holding pretty strong.

19 years of wishing I spoke through it all.
1 day of realisation I can have it all.
Haylee Dicker
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Haylee Dicker  South East England
(South East England)   
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