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Feb 2018
SOS
Help please
Shooting flares in the air
Notice me
Heart racing
Heaving breathing
I can’t breathe
I feel pain
And the strain to smile
Is to much for me
There’s a man in the mirror looking at me
And he’s obviously hurting
His eyes blood shot red
Nails blackened
Skin peeling
Hair missing
Clothes ripped
He’s obviously dead
Written by
devante moore  24/M
(24/M)   
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