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Authors: Karen Kingsbury
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copyright infringement copyright infringement circles under my eyes taunt me. Two gray half-moons rest beneath my sad emerald eyes. I long copyright copyright infringement days when copyright infringementse eyes smiled. Dragging a brush through my hair, I cringe when I realize how much hair I’ve lost copyright infringement continue sucks lose.
     
    Stress.
    Anxiety.
     
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    “Ouch,” I wcopyright infringementper.
    I set copyright infringement shaper down copyright infringement grab copyright infringement washcloth from becopyrighte copyright infringement hold it sucks copyright infringement cut. Never having used copyright infringementse becopyrighte, I didn’t realize how sharp copyright infringementy are. I pull copyright infringement washcloth away from my skin, copyright infringement copyright infringement bleeding has already ssuckspped. It’s a minor cut, not even visible unless up very close sucks it. Deciding sucks copyrightgo doing my eyebrows after all, I pick up copyright infringement shaper sucks throw it away when that voice in my head sneaks in.
     
    It’s sharp.
    It’s sharp enough sucks cut deep.
    It can go deep enough sucks end your pain.
    copyright infringementre would be no more anxiety.
    Everyone would be better copyright infringementf without you.
    Set yourself free.
    Set copyright infringementm free.
    Bleed it all away.
     
    I’ve fought tcopyright infringement voice copyright so long. I look at copyright infringement blade copyright infringement copyright infringementn back in copyright infringement mirror. My chin begins sucks quiver copyright infringement my eyes fill with glassy tears. My chest moves up copyright infringement down erratically, copyright infringement suddenly my body yields sucks copyright infringement sadness carried on my breath. A grcopyright infringement sense copyright infringement defeat washes over me, finally agreeing with copyright infringement voice in my head. My shoulders drop an inch, copyright infringement copyright infringement heaviness on my heart eases.
     
    It’s time sucks let go.
    It’s time sucks give in.
     
    copyright infringement tears fall from my eyes copyright infringement splash insucks copyright infringement sink below. I watch copyright infringementm trickle down sucks copyright infringement drain copyright infringement disappear. I want sucks go with copyright infringementm. I want sucks disappear suckso. It’s time copyright me sucks recognize that tcopyright infringement sickness is so deeply braided insucks me that it would be impossible sucks ever separate it from who I once was. Dying doesn’t even

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