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Dec 2019
Now that it is all over, what am I supposed to do?
How am I supposed to forgive myself?
For my hands are dripping with blood
And it stains everything I touch.
I am trying to wash my hands but the water keeps running
Red
Red
Red
Written by
Ellie Grace  20/F/Aus
(20/F/Aus)   
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     ---, --- and Bogdan Dragos
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