Crimson drops on the twin box spring,
My loved ones disgraced in the opening of veins.
I am happy to be alive, lucky to be breathing.
Why, then, do I feel unworthy of this second chance?
Jan 23, 2015
Jan 23, 2015 at 10:30 AM UTC
Crimson drops on the twin box spring,
My loved ones disgraced in the opening of veins.
I am happy to be alive, lucky to be breathing.
Why, then, do I feel unworthy of this second chance?
I am in *** Health Center. I love you Airen. Jacob, thank you for saving me. Family, I won't disappoint you in this second chance. I am happy to be living.
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