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Jun 2015
nobody really knows
what happens behind closed doors

not until they get a glimpse of it
for themselves

the abuse
the tears
the hurt

nobody really knows
what happens when they're alone
behind closed doors

not until that person
has lived their last breath

the pain
the suffering
the misery

all gone now

your best friend
your classmate
that stranger in the hall

whoever she is to you
she's gone now
because nobody seemed to care
in her time of need

that smile
my dear
was false

the pain in her eyes
said it all
and not once
did you ask if she was okay

because what happens
behind closed doors
is left a mystery
until all that's left
is the memory
Written by
Tiff Erdmann  In My Room
(In My Room)   
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