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Nov 2018
Starts off fine.
Nothing bad in sight.
One spark is all it takes.
Downward spiral into the abyss.
I am quickly deteriorating.
There is no fight left to give.

My mind tricks me into believing that I can be okay.
But I cannot do this anymore.
I am told to take life one day at a time.
But how can that be if each day is harder than the last?
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Lost Girl  19/F/Chicago
(19/F/Chicago)   
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   Sean Fitzpatrick
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