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Dec 2013
I know
I'm your second chance
at life.
I'm the second you.
Pressure.
I'm not doing too well
and neither are you.

4 kids. Depressed. Hopeless. Crying under the stars.

I cut. I purge. I fast. I cry. I keep too many secrets.

we were meant for each other.
We just weren't meant to be.
Written by
katie  Scotland
(Scotland)   
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