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when, I knew
When I was happy,
I knew alcohol and cigarettes.
When I was happy,
I knew shouting voices.
When I was happy,
I knew being passive.
When I was happy,
I knew being walked all over.
When I was happy,
I knew discouragement.
When I was happy,
I knew what it was to be worthless.
When I was happy,
I knew tears rolling down my cheeks.
When I was happy,
I knew blades to my wrist.
When I was happy,
I knew what it meant to be sad.
When I was sad,
I knew hugs and kisses.
When I was sad,
I knew love.
When I was sad,
I knew what it felt like to be cared about.
When I was sad,
I knew beauty.
When I was sad,
I knew what a smile was.
When I was sad,
I knew a laugh.
When I was sad,
I knew what is was to be happy.
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