Cutting herself in class,
Wishing she were glass.
Taking a blade to her wrist,
hoping that her mood really twists.
As she looked in the mirror,
She wished that she were thinner.
but sit and stare for the course,
because we're all living with a corpse.
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Ghappy's Not-So-Secret Diary
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