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Mar 2023
Blades clatter, thrown to the corners of the room.
The cries of pain echo through the mind.
The blood drips like tears.
The brain begs you to stop.
The heart yearns for the pain to end.
Cadence Patterson
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Cadence Patterson  18/M
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