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Sad


Sad

When you look in my eyes you see a little girl.

When you see my smile, you see happy.

But, lift up my sleeves

Look at my legs

Do you see them?

Burns

Cuts

Bruises

Scars

Still no?

Look deeper.

How about the hand print that i can see

Or is that only in my mind

The strangle marks or the scar from the broken glass bottle

The bones that pop out because im starving

Or bloodshot eyes because i cant sleep

I cant sleep knowing youre out there

Knowing you know where i am

 
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