No will for words. No movement near. I can't seem to stop these tears. The words are stuck together as one. I screem inside but no one can hear. only one knows how i feel. i am so low that old habits are starting to appear. i can't seem to go on. i hang on every breath and word. maybe my time has come.
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Short Story / Young Adult
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