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Apr 2016
Almost
This last little thing
That last little string
Snapped
You seen it in my eyes
Even though no tears I cried
Relapsed
You saved me more than scars
Those little line bars
Sliced
You took my knife
You saved my life
Wrist
For the cuts I would of made
No one could of saved
Pauline Morris
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Pauline Morris  51/F/Southern Illinois
(51/F/Southern Illinois)   
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