The scars stay hidden under sleeves
A smile hides the pain.
They ask how are you- I say I’m fine-
I lied- I meant save me.
And every night, the razor strikes-
Breaking through my skin
I watch the deep, red blood gush out-
As my tears scream- “Save me.”
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Author:
gsilv (
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- Category: Sad
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