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His head never runs out of options for him, it never runs out of ways to end his life.
He hasn't listen to the voices yet, that should count as something, right?.
Hopefully he'll survive, I wish he will, I really do.
But if wishes were horses, beggars would definitely ride over and over again.
He died.
______ ellie a. o.
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Something Mending -- VOL 1
PoetryOf Breaking hearts, young love, betrayal and pain. Of Mending hearts, familiar pain, unexpected hurt and aftermath. Of Healing hearts, underated heartache, pain and acceptance. Of Love, Love that is as deep sea. Pain, that knows no bounds. Strength...
