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Jan 2015
How many times can you fix the broken? To many times I've tried to put myself back together but the glue is wearing thin. How many pieces am I missing? I've been shattered so much I'm starting to lose count.

I need an escape. This place just doesn't cut it anymore. My mind is not my home, it's what's killing me when I'm alone. What do I do when I just want to give up?

I'm afraid to fall asleep, will I wake up the next day? Can I even sleep anymore? It's been awhile since I have.
Zack C
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   Nicole and Kate Irons
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