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Mar 2022
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All I wanted was to gain control on a life I never had
I'd do these things to myself whenever I was feeling sad
No matter how hard I tried to stop
When I didn't do these things my mood would drop
I had no hope of a future, I was afraid I'd fall
People tried to help but I'd put up a wall
But now I know that a great life can be made
I promise you can recover if you put down that blade.
Cynthia Lewis
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Cynthia Lewis  29/F/Wales U.K
(29/F/Wales U.K)   
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