Faded scars next to new marks.
Lines drawn across pale wrists.
Hiding behind her mask
Her own personal masquerade.
A secret prison.
Nothing left to lose.
No reason to stop.
Her dirty little secret.
This is her yesterday, her today, and her tomorrow.
She breaks her own promises to herself.
A fragile future
Clouded with the thoughts of self harm.
She’s slowly letting go.
She knows the feeling of being broken.
Lost, with no hope of return.
Lines drawn across pale wrists.
Hiding behind her mask
Her own personal masquerade.
A secret prison.
Nothing left to lose.
No reason to stop.
Her dirty little secret.
This is her yesterday, her today, and her tomorrow.
She breaks her own promises to herself.
A fragile future
Clouded with the thoughts of self harm.
She’s slowly letting go.
She knows the feeling of being broken.
Lost, with no hope of return.

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