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Mar 2016
I can feel the darkness slipping under my skin again. And I almost feel drained. I did everything I could. Everything to stay good. To stay okay. Everything and it wasn't enough. What if it's never enough.
Demi Coleman
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Demi Coleman  Michigan
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