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Feb 2018
I'm not sleeping
I'm not eating
and I don't think my heart is beating
My head is light
My vision's blurred
The words I try to say are slurred
I'm drunk, I'm high
I'm ******, I'm wrecked
Please wrap your hands around my neck
choke all this "life" out of me
while I apologize for trying to breathe
Written by
Téa Rhyno  18/F/Nova Scotia, Canada
(18/F/Nova Scotia, Canada)   
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   PEARL SMOKE
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