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She smiles whenever
we are together
She laughs
over the telephone
She walks with flowers on her head
and sings the words to every musical
she is loyal always to me
she has my back no matter what
we hang out
everyday
especially after the clock chimes 4
we will sit at a table drinking
tea and Starbucks
Which makes it harder that I didn't know
When she looks in the mirror
she doesn’t see the beauty I see
she only sees a glob
when I think she wants
to eat healthy
she really doesn’t want to eat at all
her smile hides pain
her laugh covers fear
when I thought she was just dancing in the rain
she was really looking for a way to hide her tears.
I call myself her best friend
but I didn't know this
How could I have not known
she cuts.
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