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Apr 2016
I stand upon a makeshift bridge,
With suicide in mind,
I'm nothing, just an empty shell
A girl who's broke inside.

And yet there's someone calling me,
They tell me not to go,
They tell me there is more to life
Than a man I used to know.
Lonely Girl
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Lonely Girl  32/F/England
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