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Apr 25
I'm a long line of rope
With twists, turns and knots made through life,
Just when I start to have hope,
Something comes over me, with a knife,
Taking me apart, thread by thread,
I can't see what it is, only that it hurts,
I don't know when I will be dead,
I don't know when it will be worse,
I can't feel my body, day by day,
I can't remember the last time I felt whole,
It seems so dark, I can't find my way,
A thousand cuts taking their toll
I'm falling apart, nowhere, everywhere,
Who knows how long I truly have left?
If I have to take a few risks, if I dare,
Perhaps I'll be strong when I'm laid to rest.....
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Marya0324  28/F
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