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You don't know me

By , tilson, NY
You don't know the real me no one does i hide behind fake smiles and laughter i hate having to feel the pain of all i have been through My heart is slowly discintegrating I have been hurt so many times so i cut to control my pain to show myself im in control of my pain as i watch the blood flow i cry and let it out , i hide behind sex so that i look normal and im not alone and forced to think about what i am feeling dont say you feel my pain you dont know what i have been through and if you did then you still wouldnt understand i feel like dying at times, i could just take the razor up one last time and i would be done help me show me it will be okay deep inside i want to live but i am not strong enough to pull that side out death is over powering it





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