Status: This is a verse novel. Warning: Involves abuse.

Invisible

My job

Pick out the glass.
Sting.
Sting.
Sting.

Wipe away the blood.
Wince.
Wince.
Wince.

Steal my sister's make up.
Cover.
Cover.
Cover.

Take a step back.
I can't see the cuts.
I'm fine.
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