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Jan 2019
She’s always smiling
Never cries
At least not that you can see
Because she always lies...
In front of you, shes the happiest she could be

But how much of that is true?
And how much of that is just to stop the worrying from you?
You can’t see her long nights
When the pain becomes unbearable
When the fight doesn’t seem to end
When it seems that nobody cares
And she can’t find any air

See, the one thing you didn’t notice when she stood right in front of you,
Is the long sleeves
And you never knew
Her way to cope, was to cut until she could finally breathe
Every drop of blood was a relief
And if only you knew how sorry she was every time she fell asleep

But it doesn’t matter now
She’s gone now
No warning or anything
She left everyone wondering, “how?”
Because she seemed the happiest
She seemed the strongest
But don’t believe what it seems
Because she couldn’t take it any longer
And simply wrote, “I’m sorry”
Written by
Panda  F
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   Kiona
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