I am at a loss. All night thoughts of self harm to me and my baby tumbled through my head, the demons tickling my need for peace offering an enticing end to this pain. As the sun shines through the windows and again I wake I thank God for the struggles I have went through, the person I chose to become, and the beautiful soul guiding my ever breaking heart.
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Author:
Jakiki (
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Beautiful
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