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Nov 2014
I'm so cold
I hate the snow
And now my skin
Is almost just as white
The number on the scale
Goes down by the day
Along with it
My energy
Hope
Love
Care
and life.
I'm killing myself
I understand that now.
I don't want to live like this,
but I know no other way
I long to fell peace
I long to feel free
And although I claim
That this life is giving it to me
It's really a lie.
And I'm in a cage.
Save me from myself
Please, I pray.
Save me from me,
because I might not see another day.
I'm so confused...
Alexis A
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Alexis A  PA
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   --- and Devon Webb
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