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It's always a secret The way people hide there pain. It's not always for anyone to know they hate reminding themselves that they just put hell all over there body full of wounds and scars and marks in your precious skin. It's all a secret, it's for no one to know so you never feel judged. It's an escape that makes you happy because nothing else can so how can a person come out and share to the world that cutting is for attention, or killing yourself is for attention, but if it's for attention then why do people try so hard to keep it a secret?
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Nov 19, 2013
Nov 19, 2013 at 12:17 AM UTC
Secrets
It's always a secret The way people hide there pain. It's not always for anyone to know they hate reminding themselves that they just put hell all over there body full of wounds and scars and marks in your precious skin. It's all a secret, it's for no one to know so you never feel judged. It's an escape that makes you happy because nothing else can so how can a person come out and share to the world that cutting is for attention, or killing yourself is for attention, but if it's for attention then why do people try so hard to keep it a secret?
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Nov 19, 2013
Nov 19, 2013 at 12:17 AM UTC
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