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Its Not Just Girls
He hurts inside
he sucks his emotions in
his pain coming back
the thumping of his pulse gets louder
he can feel it beneath the marks on his arms
getting light headed he sits down
he sits to think about what happened
HIs eyes start to close as he lets himself go.
he passes out
his reality coming back to him slowly
his mind races
all he can see is blurs as he opens his eyes
his heart beat had slowed down
the marks on his arm stopped pulsing
the room was slowing getting quiet
he could vaguely hear the buzzing of a fly as his eyes slowly shut again
i did what i had to
im sorry
he sucks his emotions in
his pain coming back
the thumping of his pulse gets louder
he can feel it beneath the marks on his arms
getting light headed he sits down
he sits to think about what happened
HIs eyes start to close as he lets himself go.
he passes out
his reality coming back to him slowly
his mind races
all he can see is blurs as he opens his eyes
his heart beat had slowed down
the marks on his arm stopped pulsing
the room was slowing getting quiet
he could vaguely hear the buzzing of a fly as his eyes slowly shut again
i did what i had to
im sorry
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