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slit my wrists and leave me open to burn and dry and rot rid me of this pain the cruel sting of panic its breathless fight to hold back tears of desperation
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Apr 8, 2022
Apr 8, 2022 at 5:04 AM UTC
pained panic
slit my wrists and leave me open to burn and dry and rot rid me of this pain the cruel sting of panic its breathless fight to hold back tears of desperation
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Apr 8, 2022
Apr 8, 2022 at 5:04 AM UTC
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