My Little Secrets
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Mascara And Shame
the cold bathroom floor offers no comfort, but the cold stainless steel against my skin does.
words race through my mind and i replay things in my mind that ill never say aloud. this is for the time you shook me screaming, this is for the time you took everything i had. i was your excuse to let your vulgar words out on, i was the thing you saved your pride with, i am now your shame. you've taken my last piece of dignity, and now i hang my head in guilt and self hate.
i find a spot with a subtle reminder of the time before. i see the rush, i feel the high.. tears run but not ...