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May 2017
She played a game
Called tic tac toe
Hidden in places
Nobody knows

X's and O's
Cover her skin
They soon scar over
Time and again

But she doesn't stop there
Oh wait, there's more
Slicing her skin
The blood drips to the floor

An addiction so sweet
But it's eerily sad
The way she lost her sanity
Something she once had

Her game is a battle
Reflected from within
But maybe one day
She won't draw that board again
#selfharm #itgetsbetter #depression #holdon #cutter #suicidal
Bekah
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Bekah  25/F/Virgina
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