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OpenStudy (anonymous):

she plays with razors and traces her scars she counts her flaws like she counts the scars you would think you know her but you dont know that everyday her thoughts get darker her heart is slowly sinking her mind is tired of thinking she wants to be anywhere but in this world to everyone else she is a scum of the earth, sad girl she was never understood, they never ask they just assume no one catches her tears at night nobody holds her at night and tells her its gonna be alright But she got out of bed this morning and thats a start<3

OpenStudy (anonymous):

she counts her flaws liek the counts the stars** sorry

OpenStudy (keygrover):

That's a good poem Ibe been feeling like that ever since I was in third grade

OpenStudy (anonymous):

ikr. thats why i feel girls get so desperate at times.... because they literally have no one

OpenStudy (keygrover):

Ya pretty much

OpenStudy (keygrover):

I literally have her last words in my head it's a song

OpenStudy (anonymous):

Great job! :)

OpenStudy (anonymous):

nice it makes since

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