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Jan 2013
Im falling again.
Falling back down.
Being pulled down by some invisible force,
why does it have such a strong hold on me?!
Ive tried to pull myself out...but I cant.
All the old habits are coming back.
Consuming me.
With every breath I breathe, I wish for it to be my last.
Im weak,
It seems like theres no one to pull me back up this time.
Its me against myself.
*And Im losing
Damaged
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