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Something along the lines of he's fine, there's nothing wrong with him
This empty shell
the blue eyes
somehow sparkle
in spite of the hollowing
harrowing pain
Like hollow point entry wounds
resealed time again
with magic putty
Relocated joints
broken bones set as best they can
Internally
suicide metaphors go unoticed
same as repairing through self healing
generally passes by unappreciated
Those hidden scars worn as badges
Says alot that silence
either playing the victim forever
or rising beyond woe is
no is me
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