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Nov 2014
Trembling I hold the scalpel in my hand
I know what I have to do
I have diagnosed myself and come to the conclusion that
It has to be cut off.
I can feel the pain spreading through my limbs
like liquid lead
cold.

Sometimes, he's just not that into you.
I don't usually swear, but ****! this feels bad...unexpected
sarayu
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