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Confused

Every breeze, every breath,

Made her fragile bones shiver

 

Waking up was always a struggle,

The thought of another day made her lips quiver

 

They told her it was just a phase,

Just another adolescent  looking for more attention,

 

But look closer and you’ll see the frown under her smile,

And how can we not mention,

 

The scars under her sleeves,

The ...

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