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Jul 2017
how do you explain to people
the desire to swallow a fistful of white pills
so you can feel calm and safe again
i know the trees are glad i didn't do it this time
but god i am screaming
i am crying
and this is all i am
my insides are barely anything but a white noise and *****
i wish i could die so i could save you from seeing this
how do i explain to people
i trust this more than love
please tell me how can i tell
how peaceful the ambulance and that horrid white ceiling were
my mom's birthday is today
Evie
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Evie  25/F
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     Sam, --- and Madeon
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