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Recovery. by maybe-is-everything, literature
Literature
Recovery.
and for the first time in her life;
she put down her knife, she brushed her tears away,
and to her own dismay
she threw it away. waved goodbye at her bin;
and then she smiled. although her arms bled,
and she was scarred on her legs
she laughed, and she whispered
'im gonna be alright without you, bitch.'
