Iniuriam Cogitationes

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No one knows

Not even their family

Not their friends nor their foes

No one knows of their insanity.


She thinks that if she cuts wrists

So that they are raw and bleeding

She'll feel like she exists.

But what she really needs is feeding.


She feels that if she starves herself,

Throws all her food in the bin,

She'll be more beautiful than anyone else

But it is really about the beauty within.


He's tired and sad

He pushes everyone away

But they all think he's mad

So they stay away for a day.


He thinks he's not worthy enough

But he has friends that won't let him go

They love him and think he's tough

He tries to tell them, though they don't know


Because nobody knows

Even after all the calls

But then as time goes

They let down their walls

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sorry if it's sad

the title is latin for wrong thoughts

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