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Six months of freedom from this evil within thought I escaped the sorrow the devil had vanished, thought I was finally going to win Then the pain came crashing back deep into my bones so sudden, so intense as though I was being pummelled with stones please not again, don't make yourself at home I was so excited for myself to feel no anguish it was soothing to roam yet I lay here after six months of ease escape my grasp and yet again I am alone.
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Apr 7, 2016
Apr 7, 2016 at 2:41 AM UTC
Six months
Six months of freedom from this evil within thought I escaped the sorrow the devil had vanished, thought I was finally going to win Then the pain came crashing back deep into my bones so sudden, so intense as though I was being pummelled with stones please not again, don't make yourself at home I was so excited for myself to feel no anguish it was soothing to roam yet I lay here after six months of ease escape my grasp and yet again I am alone.
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Apr 7, 2016
Apr 7, 2016 at 2:41 AM UTC
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