Part 43 Enjoy <3

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I had a flashback today...

Those people were there...

The people I see everyday but try so hard to get out of my head,

the 3 school kids that made my life the worst,

they use to be my friends...

They were the first people I told,

I told them about my mental state...

They kept quite but I heard them whispering

calling me an attention whore,

calling me pathetic,

I remember making an excuse and running to the bathroom

tears running down my face,

trying not to get their razors bloody,

turning away from them.

I remember the pain,

I remember going back into the room trying not to care,

I remember the betrayal I felt,

I remember the tears not stopping,

I remember overhearing them all night,

I remember why I keep quite about it to my friends now because who knows if they were like them...

Who know's what they'll do...

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I still can't look at veins to this present day.

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Black ripped skinny jeans, fake smiles and drunken nights.

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 For the second bullet, which penetrated my heart, I say: yes.

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My baby,

I'm dead,

covered in blood,

please sing to my body until they find us.

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I love you but-

The saddest thing to ever come out of someone's mouth.

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He looked at her across the table,

bruises covers her body,

as she's in pain trying not to show,

slowly eating her food in small portions,

as he tells her to never talk back to him again.

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Curiosity-

Never been kissed but imagines everything about her first.

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Certain words don't matter to me, 

they are so overused,

so don't you dare get mad at me when I have no reaction of when you say you love me.

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