Some stay

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they leave eventually
wonder filled eyes shining happily
a clean slate to fill with friends
not knowing it could end

hope filled smiles as they retry
changing to look good in their eyes
never reading between the lines
until the knife shines

tears glistening they blame themselves
they hate themselves
they hide alone heart hardened
when will this cycle end

who are they anymore
life is like a chore
unsafe in their blemished skin
existing feels like a sin

people leave that's okay
just remember some stay
you may have friends you see
and true friends become family

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