Since the first of last month was Self Harm awareness day, I decided to write this.
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She loves to draw
In red ink
She sends a plea
In dark pink
The pen she uses
In skin it sinks
She loves to draw
In red ink
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She smiled at you
She grinned too much
On this bad day
That was a plus
The scars she had
Just disappeared
The memories
Had just cleared
But then by dark
Her smile faded
Her scars were back
Memories, and the past
Can't you see
That the smile she wore
Was just a mask?
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Tears.
Fear.
Blood.
