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Feb 2019
I'm standing here in the shower,
scalding hot water running down my skin.
A desperate attempt to gain back power
over the harrowing pain within.
But I feel myself fading away,
with every tear dripping off my chin.
And I am longing for the day,
when this will all just be a distant memory.
Written by
Christina P
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