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Jan 2020
I take the knife
but is it really worth my life?
your not here
I’m not full of cheer
I can’t think straight
it’s like I’m on a freight
heart races
mind paces
do you really care
Pls tell me if ur there..
I take the knife
but is it worth my life?
my heads hurting
nothing is working.
my hands shake
my wrist ache
i can’t come to
this was way past due
I take the knife
and I take a life
this was written after my older brother Zackery Joe Austin Travis took his life & I struggled with Self Harm.
Bee
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Bee  21/F/NoWhere
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