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A Poem
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last year,
same as always...
always been a good girl
but i once ran in the hallways.
how was i to know that
nothing coulda stopped it
now i gotta scar there
clear, white, scaly sh!t.
no one ever told me
abuse is bad but not me.
i always thought i could change
i tried but never got free.
now i sit alone, love.
my arm is bleeding on the floor.
why didnt they tell me?
what were they waiting for?
i close my eyes and sleep now,
knowing that the bleeding's done.
the anger has been rid of.
and now i am the only one.
the drugs are not inside me
they are out on my satin sheets.
i knew that i would never win.
self abuse has got me beat.
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