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Oct 2018
It feels like I'm choking
And there is nothing in my throat
But I can taste the regret in my mouth
I can't breath
Can't cope
Living is hell
But dying?
She is a slippery *****
Lexie
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Lexie  22/F/Spent Out
(22/F/Spent Out)   
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