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Suicide -- its a suicide, with these constant battles, I face alone inside. my body, soul and spirit -- battling my cruel mind. sick of searching for the peace -- I keep failing to find. The search has me fighting emotions of a different kind. The longer I try, the harder it is not to hide, these feelings and thoughts trapped in my mind -- especially when I'm already dying inside.
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Aug 30, 2015
Aug 30, 2015 at 6:51 PM UTC
Trapped
Suicide -- its a suicide, with these constant battles, I face alone inside. my body, soul and spirit -- battling my cruel mind. sick of searching for the peace -- I keep failing to find. The search has me fighting emotions of a different kind. The longer I try, the harder it is not to hide, these feelings and thoughts trapped in my mind -- especially when I'm already dying inside.
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Aug 30, 2015
Aug 30, 2015 at 6:51 PM UTC
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