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    people always wondered
    why she had four rubber bands around her wrist
    and she then had to explain
    once again another lie
    she’d never tell anyone the truth about the bands
    she’d never speak a word of how they helped push away the pain
    or how they help her fight her demons
    she’d make up tens and hundreds of excuses
    “they’re for my hair, silly”
    “well, it’s for my art project”
    the lies we’re never ending
    since nobody knew the truth
    maybe one day she’d convert
    to alcohol, to razors, to something with much more to contain
    it all started with one simple day when she felt unwanted
    ~ may 2, 2013 // 10:15 pm

    • 1 month ago
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    • #this poem was super lame i know
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