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Oct 2015
His lips are fire
Eyes opaque beautiful
His artificial smile is sweet as honey
His thought darkest I have ever heard
Infatuation or interest
Experimentation or love
His broken wings will not be fixed by her scarred hands
Her words forgotten he allows himself to leave
And she breaks once more
I can't even think about what would happen if he committed suicide. I've told counselors and he just lies to them and I think he seriously has some issues going on like schizophrenia or multi personality disorder I'm not trying to diagnose him but he has something wrong and won't accept help. Yet he tells me not to let him **** himself when he wont accept any help? What do you do then?
Autumn
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Autumn  24/F
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   --- and Dreiliece
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