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Nov 18
All the rage, sadness, numbness, and miserable feelings don't stop. They never stop. Through my whole essence, it will never be cast away. Forever leaking from my bones. Grief. Sorrow. Broken. Never restoring, Incessant. In my soul.
I will endlessly be Fragmented...
Chloe
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Chloe  17/F
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   Tark Wain
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