Self Fulfilling ProphecyA Poem by Maija Darling
There's that slow panic
that slowly sets in when you can feel yourself slipping into your old habits and ways And there's nothing you can do about it even if you wanted to because alcohol and razor blades don't leave like people do.
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StatsAuthor![]() Maija DarlingDuluth, MNAboutJust the average twenty year old college girl. Too many thoughts and too big of a heart with no one to share either with. more..Writing
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