If these wrists could speak,
They would whisper HELP
To every hand I shake.
My arms would cling on during every hug I take.

See these bracelets and watches?
I don’t wear them to decorate my wrists.
They’re not just cheap Gold that glitters with my simile.
They are prison bars.
Locked behind them are scars.

Beautiful tracks left behind by razor blades.


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