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Jan 2014
I knew you didn’t really love me
Because you hadn’t seen me yet
At 3am
Sobbing uncontrollably
With bleeding wrist
And a bottle of Jack half empty

I hadn’t told you
About the voices in my head
And how they taunted me
To the brink of suicide

You never saw
Just how much I hated
Every single part of me
To the point of wanting to wash my skin away
Like blood from the sink

When you finally saw
All of me
The good, the bad
And the downright hideous
You simply walked away
And never looked back

Now, I have walls
Set up all around me
Because I was broken once
And it won’t happen again
Diana
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Diana  Texas
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