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Jan 2022
Oh the guilt I felt, I don't think you understand how it
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me apart, left me s ha  k in g,
sobbing,
begging for something to help you.
Because I couldn't.
And I will
never,
never forgive myself.
Alex
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Alex  16/M/UK
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