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Mar 2012
Too much. I can’t take this any longer. Too much. I need to leave.
Please help me.
Hearing your own mother tell you that she wants to take her own life away.
Depression.
Depression is contagious.
I can’t take this.
Throw me out.
Let me fly.
Let me strip my sadness away.
Let me breath the free air.
Let me dye my hair blue.
Let me pierce my belly.
Give me away
Unlock my soul
Let me live alone
Give me peace of mind
Give me my emotions back
Give me happiness
Give me my innocence
Give me my smile
Stop trying to help me, for you make everthing worse
I cry at night
Every time  you try to explain yourself
Stop it
Stop it, please
Reema
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