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Jul 2014
We did not go softly into the night
From our homes our voices screamed
From our windows our hearts bled
From our room our bones broke
Our solace was never given to us in the form of a parent
Our solace was taken away when they broke the lock on our doors
When we find no where to run but the edge of the blade
"Life is hard or life isn't fair," yea that's what you say
But I say it's the people, the people who make it this way
Can you close your eyes and shut your ears but open your heart?
Don't feel sorry, feel compassion and join the fight
Because that's all we want
A friend
Ya know?
that'd be tight.
This is something i think people overlook.  Whenever we see someone with self harm marks we mark them off as emo or a depressive person. I'd rather people take the time to get to know someone and find out what they can do to help. It doesn't hurt to be someones friend
Courtlyn Quay
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Courtlyn Quay  United States
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