Poem

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TW mentions of Self harm

Walking down the hall

I see you walking

I try to meet your eye

You smiled at me and kept walking

A month later I was walking down the hall

I saw you walking again

I tried to meet your eye

You didn't smile

Another month and were walking again

You are frowning

I looked with worry

You didn't look at me

Another month

Walking again

You were about to break down

I didn't know that

Another week

The halls are silent

Except my screams

For not helping you, or saying anything

Because you would never walk the halls again would you

I already miss you, so does everyone else

Tears keep falling from our faces

Just like blood from your wrists



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