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"You can;t do it, your weak" Something that plays over and over in my head. I lay on my bathroom floor, bleeding from my wrist that i have cut so deep, so many times. The bottle of liquor sitting next to my helpless body. I'm too dead inside to rise up and look into the mirror, maybe im just afraid? I have asked myself these questions many times before. And I am still never able to get an answer from myself. I no longer trust the people who surround me, and my faith died long ago. These feelings inside that I do not understand. My only love is far far away from me. He hasn't come back, so fear he never will. Just in a moment i can go from a smile to a frown. Because i am connected to his heart.

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