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Oct 2015
Sitting in the dark
Make up running down my face
Crying so hard
My mind is a haze

Why do I do this
To myself
I think I'm crazy
I need some help

My hand is numb
And my body shakes
My wrist is ******
My wrist aches

I'm sorry
I know I promised
But I couldn't help it.....
Darlene Chavez
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Darlene Chavez  18/F/Indiana
(18/F/Indiana)   
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