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Apr 2020
Spreading like wildfire like a ball of fire, numb spreading and burning.
Concerning gazes trace me false and out of place emotions, motions of my words lie.
So I cry when I lay in the night, biting the inside of my mouth as I whimper.
I whisper my prayer for help, numbness consuming me and only she knows it’s her fault.
Elizabeth
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Elizabeth  16/F/Australia
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