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Jan 2019
I’m tired of fighting a
Winless battle.
I wish I could reverse
Time and stop me from being born.
But all I have are
These pills that can give me
The permanent sleep I desire.
But then I think of you
And flush them out.
Don't worry, I'm okay.
Written by
blackbiird  27/F/A happy place.
(27/F/A happy place.)   
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