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Dark hair Dark cloths Dark eyes Dark soul Everything she had is dark because no matter what she is invisible invisible to her class to her "friends" to her family even to herself Her feelings don't matter Her opinions don't count because to them she is nothing just like the color black Her smile has faded Her laugh is not heard Her voice soft and eyes swollen She cries She cuts She burns She purges her new home is the bathroom and best friend a blade all because a blade hurts less than the words they speak because maybe someday they will notice her again Maybe just maybe She wont give up after all.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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Date: 4/2/2016 1:06:00 AM
a powerful write. Mollie. LINDA
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Date: 3/18/2016 11:26:00 AM
This is one of the bright part of a moody day as today for me. I am blessed reading this piece. Keep on writing lovely. cheers!
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