Derryn Whitaker (28/11/97 / portsmouth)
your not alone...
I knew a girl who liked to draw,
She drew pictures that nobody saw,
She was more artistic alone at night,
In her bathroom out of sight,
She didn't tell a soul, and the gallery grew.
Her drawings were different; no pencil, nor pen,
But she needed a bandage now and again,
We had a date by the river; under the stars,
She rolled up her sleeves and showed me her scars,
She felt so embarrassed and looked at her shoe,
I rolled up my sleeve and said I draw too...
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