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Jun 2014
once the thoughts start
you cant stop them
they antagonize you
they push and push and push
until you break

now you're sitting here
blood stains on your shorts
your blade in your palm
you're shaking

they did it again
the thoughts, the hurt you
no
you hurt you
4 months clean goes down the drain
Sometimes Ally
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Sometimes Ally  21/Cisgender Female/Florida
(21/Cisgender Female/Florida)   
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