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Apr 18
holding my own hand
as i cross the final threshold
a final retreat
into myself
into hell

what i can't accept
i forget
what i can't forget
i ignore
what i can't ignore
consumes me
and everything
that would've been
youcancallmesierra
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youcancallmesierra  22/F/i'm not really sure
(22/F/i'm not really sure)   
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     Wyatt
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