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Jun 2013
What's she's feeling shows on her skin
this self harm game she'll never win.
She enjoys it when she sin's.
You could call her a sinner
or a cutter.
But it won't stop her from taking that drug or blade
for another.
Her mind she got from her mother.
But the pain is like any other
praying to her father,
she's asking,
"how do i recover?
why do i even bother?
should i scream louder?".
Or will they yell at her for crying wolf?
calling her a fool
because they couldn't understand her "help".
They never understood how she felt
they always believed someone else
like the medicine on her shelf.
So she killed herself.
augustine
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