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Movingbeauty87

Life…

Copyright, Movingbeauty87

the blade next to my hand
I’m filled with anger
i try to pull away
but it stays there
the voices from the people in my household
it kills me and i do it
they dont understand me
they dont even know
but then
i think about him
and he makes me stop…
im trying cuz i care about him…

is there really beauty in me??

 

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