she takes pictures of herself naked
and watches the flash light her skin on fire
sometimes she feels the warmth from it
and sometimes not.
shes home alone every friday night
when her housemates go out for the weekend
the floor is cold under her bare feet
and an hour later the bottle is empty.
if she had a knife
shed paint a picture in her own blood
write something she would want you to understand
and when her flatmate came home the next morning
the ambulance would come
and shed be home again















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nobody sees tears when you stand in the storm
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we can't stop here. this is bat country!
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nobody sees tears when you stand in the storm
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nobody sees tears when you stand in the storm
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