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Don'T Judge Me

Skinned knees, sad eyes,small smile She's rotten inside. Veins broken, shredded skin, bloodshot eyes and shattered bones. Scraping noises ring out as her feet Drip across the floor. Silent wails escape her mouth As she claws at the door. Don't judge me. Wandering pointlessly Never stopping. Round and around. Scrape, scrape. Don't judge me. She's tired, she's broken but she can't stop. She can't stop because she's dead. Don't judge me. She is caged inside. Inside my soul. She is broken and so am I. She is dead and so am I. She is gone and I will be soon. Don't judge me.

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Date: 10/29/2014 1:45:00 PM
This is deep and heartfelt, Olivia. I won't judge you....just comment on the fact that I have been touched...that I would like you to be strong and swim against the dark currents of your life. Remember that it is always possible to find light. Take care. // paul
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Olivia Struthers
Date: 10/30/2014 12:53:00 PM
Thank you Paul! Your words are very much appreciated(:

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