"She"

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She cuts her wrist with the blade,

Its a never ending routine, happens everyday,

She's so depressed, can't even smile,

Hasn't been happy in a while,

She's hurt and she cries,

Yet no one can see the depression in her eyes,

No one else can see,

That "she" is actually me...

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