One month to feel good.
A month to get back to smile sincerely.
A month to forget everything that happened.
One month to let go.
A month to shout "I am X and always will be" ... like never before.
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anxious, tired ...
confused ...
Hey !!... Shin ...
eh I said how beautiful you are?
"You're beautiful, really perfect."
Thanks for helping.
Thank you for not leaving me.
Thank you.
See you soon.♥
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Pills, oxygen, injections, pain and constant agony.
Insomnia, nightmares and hallucinations.
Any more and it was over ...
Again to flee.
"Whisper" Just a little more.
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