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Aug 2019
Oh you monsterous voice in my head don't tell me otherwise. If I ever get to grasp ahold of you I will tear you to pieces, showing no remoarse.
For the time being I'll have to let you exist.
I will show you how strong I truly am, till you are deminished to nothing more than a spec of dust.
depression suicide
Written by
Elliot  21/FTM/Earth
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