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Aug 1
I felt no longer,
cried out no more,
I hide my cuts from the world
I bleed internally.
The cuts got deeper
I pushed it myself
I hide them from myself
there are no scars
for my wounds never healed
I bleed eternally.
Sorry if you can relate
Sins of a dreamer
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Sins of a dreamer  15/M/the river
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