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May 2015
I seem happy right?
You see no cuts on my wrists
Only the smile on my lips
You hear me laugh, you see me smile
But did you take time to look in my eyes?
Did you see the emptiness, the darkness?
Did you check my hips?
Darling, if you only opened your eyes, you could see
I was dying inside.
Rhiannon Scofield
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Rhiannon Scofield  Apache Junction
(Apache Junction)   
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