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Imaginations

author
Allison Ward

Isn’t it funny how the things we used as children to sharpen our pencils
The pencils that drew out our imaginations onto paper 
Are the same things we use now to sharpen our wrists
And the same things that cause us to hide the body parts
That we so badly abused 
Just with a blade

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Depression
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