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Who's right, who's wrong, who really cares?

The walls seemed to cave in around me, suffocating Me.

I felt trapped.
The claws of my demons clenched around my throat.

My lungs wanted air but I couldn't breathe
But I didn't want to breathe either

I needed release.
Find your friend.

But I promised him
Some promises are meant to be broken

I couldn't stop myself from grabbing it out of the drawer.
Just one.

It slid over my arm.
Nobody cares about you.

again
More

And again
It's your only friend

It's wrong
But it's so right.

Then a text flashed across my phone:

Kitten (aka Mike): idk what's going on, but I care. Just thought you should know.

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