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Dec 2017
Please help me
Those bad thoughts have come back
Those I can't unsee
Mentally I feel attacked

T'm drowning in depression
Try reaching for my hand
I'm sick of this exhaustion
I thought you might understand

I am gasping for just one breath
Regardless I still have no help
I guess I will confess
I am going to hell
Just to put it this way no matter what is said everything will be okay. This is my way of releasing anger or stress or whatever it may
Noah Sholler
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Noah Sholler  20/M/Pennsylvania
     laura-jessica, F and Lizzie
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