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Feb 2016
She says she should take the blade
Cut off the life that crawls like a drug under her skin
She wants to end the pain
Make the nightmares disappear
She wants rest
She wants to end it
There’s already scars what’s a few more
The blade rest against the skin
The red message is starting to be carved
P-E-A-C-E
L-I-E-R
Then another
U-N-W-O-R-T-H-Y
She takes a deep breath
It’s done she lays down and cries
Good night
Katrina Zechman
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Katrina Zechman  24/F/Sc, Myrtle Beach
(24/F/Sc, Myrtle Beach)   
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