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Her eyes are dark as night Her arms bruised and scared Her laugh Is hollow and and smiles fake They ask why she wears so many bracelets so she giggles and says its fashion Her name is Chelsea Snow and she is the 'it' girl of school No one knows her pain no one knows her past To them she's confident, **** perfect, and always happy But she isn't At the age of 16 Chelsea's parents died At 17 her boyfriend started to abuse her 2 months after she fell into depression She isn't as stereotypical as everyone thinks I guess what I'm trying to say is don't judge a book by its cover
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Jun 4, 2015
Jun 4, 2015 at 2:26 PM UTC
Fake Smiles
Her eyes are dark as night Her arms bruised and scared Her laugh Is hollow and and smiles fake They ask why she wears so many bracelets so she giggles and says its fashion Her name is Chelsea Snow and she is the 'it' girl of school No one knows her pain no one knows her past To them she's confident, **** perfect, and always happy But she isn't At the age of 16 Chelsea's parents died At 17 her boyfriend started to abuse her 2 months after she fell into depression She isn't as stereotypical as everyone thinks I guess what I'm trying to say is don't judge a book by its cover
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Jun 4, 2015
Jun 4, 2015 at 2:26 PM UTC
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