Dear diry

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You hide your sadness behind a smile
You hide your new cuts by long sleeves
You hide your bruises behind makeup
You hide your problems by drink
You forget your true self with drugs
You forget your past with sex
You forget you floures with love
You forget your suicieds attempts with parties
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But when you all alone
All those
Sadness
Cuts
Bruises
Problems
True self
Past
Floures
Suicied  attempts

They all come flooding back and before you know it

Bang !

Your gone

Just like that...

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