Apr 2016
I can't breathe.
he was choking me
The time flew by
I was waiting
for someone
who never came.
My spirit had been broken,
like by bones and flesh.
He beat me
get over it
This is me
getting over it
he was choking me
The time flew by
I was waiting
for someone
who never came.
My spirit had been broken,
like by bones and flesh.
He beat me
get over it
This is me
getting over it
(16/M/Denver, Colorado)
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