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Mar 2020
some people believe birthdays
are a time of celebration
whilst mine forces me into a
sobering reflection
each year the withdrawal
becomes stronger
for each year my life keeps
falling
apart
and each year i cut my hands
trying to assemble the broken
pieces
of the past
Written by
Rose Cliff  17/F
(17/F)   
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