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Jul 2018
it hurts
I can't feel it.

Everyday I wonder if this is THE day
I've waited so long
not yet, not now, not even right now.
A slow death is more painful,
and that's what I am.

I can  f e e l  my body destroying itself.
It is so desperate to survive

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TheScarfIsPurple
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TheScarfIsPurple  30/Cisgender Female/Finland
(30/Cisgender Female/Finland)   
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