Glistens

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You think what you're doing is right,
but you don't see what I go through every night.
Every time I cry,
I go somewhere and hide.
The truth is there, I cannot deny,
I still feel worthless inside.

I live my life by a lie,
I told you before, you didn't listen,
So in my secrets I confine,
watching the blade as it glistens.

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