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Nov 2013
perscripted after
mother found me
bleeding from
my wrist
more than a
week ago going
"strong" she has
my blades but it's hard
to take the harshest weapon
when it's your head
and it's sharpened in the night
maybella snow
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maybella snow  where i don't want to be
(where i don't want to be)   
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