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May 2013
i touchdown into the
warm water and breath in
the vanilla scented air.
it looms over me and for
once i feel serenity.
the cuts burn though
as i try to undo what
has already been done and
the serenity is now gone
and so is the
vanilla scented air.
it went away as did my
confidence and the best idea
came to me as i
finished bathing
but i can't tell,
its a secret.
ugh, trying so hard not to cut. i squeezed some ice for awhile, colored in a coloring book, and even took a nice, long bath. i seem to be doing okay and i hope it stays like this forever.
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   Krusty Aranda, ---, r l, ---, --- and 1 other
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