New Friends
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Silver and crimson over and over
Across my arms, along my wrists and neck
My good friends help me keep my composure
When I am stressed, help keep emotions in check
We all need a release and I had mine
I would have done well to keep it hidden
For ignorant others made resign
My only relief now made forbidden
Next they took all my good friends away
I was grounded till I could act “normal”
So now I must pretend to be okay
Lest I be sent back to the hospital
But fear not, I am no longer in pain
I made a new friend, her name Mary Jane
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