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Nov 2018
my knuckle is bruised
and im coming out of my episode
stuck in limbo between suicide and my bed
I know moving forward I won't feel
and it hits my chest like strong water winds
im tired of going through the motions
af
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af  17/F/somewhere hazy
(17/F/somewhere hazy)   
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     ok okay, --- and anshika gehani
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