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Jan 2017
When you're a cutter
You notice different things

You notice how
Many people wear
Long sleeves
And pants even
On hottest days

You notice the red cuts
When bracelets slip down

You notice empty eyes
And the way they tug away
When someone grabs their arm

And you begins to search
Around the room
Looking for scars
Just like yours
If you get it, I'm sorry. Stay strong friend.
Kelsey Rhoads
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Kelsey Rhoads  18/F/The dark place of my mind
(18/F/The dark place of my mind)   
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   ---, Rapunzoll and Ilion gray
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