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May 2013
While the ones you love are dying within, you wonder what you can possibly do to help.
Surrounded by the darkness, your lost and feel alone, no matter how many people are around without you realizing you’re loved.
As you toss and turn at night, the devil feeds on your soul, feeling that the nightmares are real until you wake up crying, your heart pounding out of your chest.
Slowly tracing your veins with a knife, as you put pressure you can see the blood start to drip down your arm,
No pain, no nothing but complete and utter darkness...
Devilgirlzdream
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Devilgirlzdream  Limestone, Maine
(Limestone, Maine)   
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