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Oct 2015
she locks herself in her room,
closing all the curtains and
whispering to herself,

"why did you have to leave?"

she walks toward her desk
and opens the bottom drawer
and it reveals a
                           razor

she carefully lifts it
and whispers into
darkness


                       *"only for you, my love"
#one shot i think i failed
chris
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chris  21/F/tokyo
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