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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Huddled crying masses Bodies fallen to the floor Here’s the world that she lives in The world behind closed doors They each have their secrets Yet a secret that they all share The pain of life made manifest In bruises and pulled hair And some they have gone farther Than any one cares to see Drowning in the river Of blood that they each have set free This place it makes them sisters This place it makes them friends This place its constant torture Their problems never end A common man may glimpse upon the problems that they face But never would he journey to Set foot upon this place This place where tears are halted By the slicing of the skin the place where they're all desperate Use a razor, needle, pin No matter what they try and do We still cannot escape And others will not reach their hand For fear that it will break Depression is the master here With daily sacrifice Of blood and anger pouring forth Self-hate, a deadly vice Though lonely as they tend to be The secrets make them one Together they will over come This hate before they are done Yet the blood that they spill wont hurt them Nor the bruises, Nor the pain For they are all strong Their courage far from plain Yes she knows she is strong enough To hurt herself again This most vicious of all cycles We will never see the end
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