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Jul 2018
10:50 p.m.
Its 10:50 p.m.
And while id rather be laying down dreaming,
Im currently awake sitting in the corner of my room yet again.
With my knees tucked to my chest
and i can feel the teardrops fill my eyes and roll down my face.

10:53 p.m.
It's now 10:53 p.m. and what was just a few tears escaping my eyes is now waterfalls of tears falling down my face
as i struggle to keep in the screams of pain that  have built up over time.
I wonder if i should just leave this place.
Im sure that no one would mind.

11:11 p.m.  
It is now 11:11 p.m.
Wishing time.
While everyone is wishing for a certain someone,
I'm wishing that you never came into my life.
Im wishing that i could get you and your manipulative self out of my head because if you dont i may just wind up dead.

11:16 p.m.
Its now 11:16 p.m.
And what once was just a short time lapse has turned into a relapse.
A relapse bringing me back to my dark days.
The days where i never felt enough or accepted.
The days where i felt like everyone but me what perfected.
But with you i grew from those days.
But look what you have now caused.
And it all started at 10:50 p.m.
h.l
im hurting a lot and idk how to help myself.
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Anonymous  14/F
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   Olivia A Keaton
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