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Dec 2018
A hollow pit sits in my stomach
I've never felt this before
Medication
Will anything smear this hardship
Smile smile smile
Pretend it's okay
I swear I'm okay
Break down as soon as you get home
Your parents are fast asleep it's okay to cry
Warm water can't replace the feel of your touch
Pat dry but the towel is stained red
38 hours I can barely eat
Puking, headaches, cracking bones
When will this end
Red, all I see is red
Shaking fists are begging me to let them loose
Z
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Z  19/F
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