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Sep 2019
I will not cut
Even if i want to
Even if I wish
I had died

Those months ago,
Just a year and half month
I almost
Took my life.

Please dont worry
I cannot leave you,
My soul would never
Forgive itself.

But those long cuts
They had a meaning
My sorrow
Has culminated in pain.

Do not blame yourself
For my poor judgement.
You dont blame me
For you leaving.

So please dont blame yourself
For all my sorrow
In the end
Youre still my light.
Bede
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Bede  20/Agender/The Valley, Franklin
(20/Agender/The Valley, Franklin)   
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