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Mar 2021
How do I
even begin
to write
again?

Butterflies in my chest,
Darkness in my head.
A fractured wrist,
A broken mind.

Things will never be the same,
ever
again.
certifiednutcase
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certifiednutcase  23/F/fucked up world
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