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May 2013
She said quietly
"I dont care."

But I could tell by the way
Her voice cracked when she said it.
I could tell by the lump in her throat.
I could tell by the gloss in her eyes.
And I could tell by
The crimson
On her wrists that

She really did care.
MaRiahh Hodgkinson
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MaRiahh Hodgkinson  Ohio
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