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Dec 2015
These scars on my wrist,

Can not be missed.

But no ones knows.

At least they don't let it show.

What if one was too deep?

Would they notice then?

Would they help me?

Course not!

What are you thinking?

Of course they notice.

They see just fine.

They just don't care.

No one dose.

But one dose,

Somewhere I know one does.

Please show you do soon.

Before it's too late
Written by
WiltingMoon
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