Safety

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I was
Broken
Depressed
Suicidal
Unloveable

But than I met you

You kissed
The scars on my wrist
And flushed my razors

You held
Me tightly
And didn't let go

You told me
I'm beautiful
And that you love me

After being hurt
And broken
For so long
I finally found safety
In your arms

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