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Jan 2015
In a world that is lost
you'll find a few that it's cost
they live in misery
not a life thats shimmery
the scars on their wrists
just add to the list
the too small bodies that only show bone
are the ones that just feel alone
i guess I'm in that category of the lost and confused
Of the broken and bruised
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