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Dec 2014
almost two years,
oh god, two whole years
and you still *******
haunt my mind.
still wake me up at night
breathing heavily,
bathed in sweat,
crying harder than i think is possible,
screaming for you to stop,
hands off,
not yours.
i haven't been
"yours"
for almost two years
and you still
hold a knife
in my chest.
Savannah Jane
Written by
Savannah Jane  19/F/Leominster
(19/F/Leominster)   
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