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HOW LONG can I stay submerged within this lie,
While drowning in the depths of in denial,
Self hatred,
Begins unfolding itself within my mind.
Of self reflection,
Where the mistakes are the most evident,
A legion of serpents,
Continue lurking.
For the perfectionist,
That dares to tell them otherwise,
Stares of retribution,
Are written within the scornful eyes,
Of this reflection.
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My hands shook from the nervousness of doing this for the first time. The cold razor blade sat at the edge of the bathroom counter. I slowly picked it up and brought it to my wrist. This is what it came down to. The blood quickly rushed up to the site of the skin that was now parted. It dripped from my wrist to the edge of the tub. Why stop there?
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Behind That Smile
Fanfictionde·pres·sion dəˈpreSH(ə)n/ noun feelings of severe despondency and dejection. The harder life became the more faker her smile became. She eventually felt like she isn't good enough to have friends. She drifts away from them all one by one. * This s...
