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Aug 2015
I'm sorry for gripping the bottle
a little too tight and for
the tear stained shirt you now wear.

Please forgive me
for falling apart from time to time
and when I do I can't speak.

I'm screaming in my head
"I want to die I WANT TO DIE"
but when asked what's wrong I can't speak

Thank you for holding my hand
Ensuring me of your love
I do not deserve you
I'm sorry I want to die all the time
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