099;
I'm fine, I text him
at the same time
the tiny, red crescents
down my wrist are screaming
liar
I tell myself it's not self harm;
I don't even draw blood,
I don't carve new scars into my skin
- that's the line, right?
I'm fine
I don't think I've ever been fine
- these days I doubt I'll ever be
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