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shining secretly
tucked away
forbidden
the black blade beckons
her once again

with disturbing strength
and unexplained fear
behind closed doors
she longs to feel alive

it's not the life nor breathe
but the soul that moves her on
enduring time without peace
is like the fires of hell
biting at her soles

think not the blade
bring it not to her skin
carrying it alone demands the cut

...it's a sad story but ohhhh so real...i met a beautiful young girl, so precious and innocent...little did i know what she was doing....just happen to visit the postsecret.com site and found this photo...seemed like a good supportive photo of what i was trying to convey...someone had furnished the link earlier...can't remember who...