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Every night I return to a cold room where the past haunts me deeply from within. My blood escaping my body reminding me of the pain I caused myself daily. My scars, reminding me of that blade slashing through my skin. I'm sorry once again for the pain I have caused my beautiful skin on the surface. Just to release the pain within, held captive by my broken heart trying to control my weakened mind from ending it all.
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Feb 12, 2018
Feb 12, 2018 at 10:08 PM UTC
Restless
Every night I return to a cold room where the past haunts me deeply from within. My blood escaping my body reminding me of the pain I caused myself daily. My scars, reminding me of that blade slashing through my skin. I'm sorry once again for the pain I have caused my beautiful skin on the surface. Just to release the pain within, held captive by my broken heart trying to control my weakened mind from ending it all.
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21/M/Houston, Texas
Feb 12, 2018
Feb 12, 2018 at 10:08 PM UTC
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