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It'sHardToHandle

By , Fredericksburg, VA
You smile, teeth white and shiny.
Your hips stick out and your skin
Is perfectly tan.
You are the kind of person scared Of nothing.
Here's something I'll never tell You - I've always wanted to be Like you,
Until now.
Now you just scare me
And make me sad.
You could almost be
The same soul you were before,
But the wounds on the insides of Your arms
And legs and heart tell me more then I needed to know.
You are so grown-up now, Practically an adult,
But you're just a little girl Inside,
The same one I ate Kool-Aid Popsicles with and had screaming Fights with and
Tried to touch the sky with.
The bruises will fade, won't they?Won't they?

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I feel bloated on the lies.





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