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Dec 2017
I cannot feel,
this isn’t real.
I can’t get out!
I can’t get out!

I swallow the pills,
‘cause he tells me it kills.
Still can’t get out!
Still can’t get out!

Stomach’s pumped,
contents discharged.
I can’t get out!
I can’t get out!

Doctor says it’s severe
then why am I still here?
Come get me out!
Come get me out!
Elliot
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Elliot  21/FTM/Earth
(21/FTM/Earth)   
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   Wyatt and Natalie
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