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All is well in the light of day but as she sleeps... screams of terror as she relives the force of his naked body against hers tears of sadness as she relives the first cut she made to her smooth wrist cries of help as she relives the night she held a bottle of pills in her hand She wakes and all is well in the light of day
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Aug 31, 2015
Aug 31, 2015 at 7:02 PM UTC
Night terror
All is well in the light of day but as she sleeps... screams of terror as she relives the force of his naked body against hers tears of sadness as she relives the first cut she made to her smooth wrist cries of help as she relives the night she held a bottle of pills in her hand She wakes and all is well in the light of day
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Aug 31, 2015
Aug 31, 2015 at 7:02 PM UTC
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