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Sep 2018
I seem happy, right?
You see no cuts on my wrists
Only the smile on my lips
You hear me laugh, You see me smile


But did you take time to look into my eyes?
Did you see the emptiness, the darkness?
Did you check my hips
Darling, if only you opened up your eyes
You could see...
I was dying inside
Written by
Hannah Field  13/F/Armidale
(13/F/Armidale)   
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   Grace Ann
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