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Jan 2015
I hid myself in your sadness
So I would never have to admit to my own
Now I'm left to suffer alone
But I still feel like I should
Thank you for showing me
What it means to live
Watching something beautiful wilt and die
Because the beauty of every moment
Somehow tastes so much sweeter now

*The Suicide Diaries
One Of The Tired Souls
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One Of The Tired Souls  25/F/Colorado
(25/F/Colorado)   
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