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How could you betray me like this?
Maybe honesty isn't the best policy
Inside I'm cut and bleeding
Why Shouldn't the outside match?
Now it Does
I hope the marks on my wrist please you
Nothing else seems to
Maybe it'll make you realize I'm here
But you don't seem to see me
Do you even Care?
Or am I non-existent?
A shadow of the past,
Clinging to a dream.
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