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Oct 2013
Mom,
Come home quick.
I'm feeling suicidal
and i don't know if i can stop this.
I need you here.
Help me please.
I'm drowning here.
Breathe into me.
sometimes i slip, i cut and bleed.
Hold me close,
Hide the knives,
I've got deadly thoughts running through my mind...
Rose
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Rose  Small town.
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