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as much as i try to brush it off fake it and tell them its ok i now know how much it hurts and it makes me even sorrier i shouldn't have done it that doesn't make it hurt less though the wounds in my heart sting like salt on a cut fire surges through my bones growing and growing and warm tears sit wet on my skin i don't show them to the others and as i do show myself there is no evidence. i am strong, i am happy, i am finally free...
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Mar 14, 2015
Mar 14, 2015 at 11:01 PM UTC
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as much as i try to brush it off fake it and tell them its ok i now know how much it hurts and it makes me even sorrier i shouldn't have done it that doesn't make it hurt less though the wounds in my heart sting like salt on a cut fire surges through my bones growing and growing and warm tears sit wet on my skin i don't show them to the others and as i do show myself there is no evidence. i am strong, i am happy, i am finally free...
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Mar 14, 2015
Mar 14, 2015 at 11:01 PM UTC
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