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Dec 2013
my head goes to a dark place,
my hand grabs the blade,
my skin bleeds,
all the while tears go down my face.

the rope hidden in my closet
seems more appealing.

i scream
but no one can hear me.

i'm drowning
but no one can save me.
Kacie Michel
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Kacie Michel  in my dreams
(in my dreams)   
   septemb3r and Jade M Matelski
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