Painkillers.
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I knew a boy who liked to draw,
he drew pictures that nobody saw.
He was most artistic late at night,
in the bathroom out of sight.
He kept a secret no one knew,
he didn't tell a soul and his gallery grew.
His drawings were different- no paper or pen,
but needed a bandage now and again.
We stood by the river under the stars,
he rolled up his sleeves and showed me his scars.
He looked embarrassed and looked down at his shoe,
then I rolled up my sleeves.
"I draw too."
Alex is your average teenager, or so she makes it look. She definitely isn't the most popular- and nowhere close being a total 'loser.' But she has a secret. The only person who knows about her secret is herself.
When Alex's mom tells her she's going to a lake with the neighbors, she's fine with it-Until she finds out that the most popular boy and her ex-bestfriend Tyler is coming along. She hates Tyler with all her life, can she make it a week without breaking.
Will Tyler find out about Alex's secret life?
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