Fuck

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I woke up from a nightmare..

And I remember grabbing my phone and feeling sick

Then I started to get thoughts

And I wanted cry

But I was strong and I held my knees and rocked myself trying to calm down my breathing

I didn't want to do it again..

But the music wasn't loud enough

My will power wasn't strong enough

And there was nobody to stop me

So I let go

I let myself down. Again.

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