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Oct 2012
Go ahead and shut the bathroom door
Nobody's around to help you fight this war
You close your eyes as you begin to feel weak
The sting, so painful, bite the inside of your cheek
Let the red water fall out of the veins in your arm
As you lay on the floor covered in self harm
Lindsey Wells
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