Broken Hearts And Happy Endings, by PenToPaper |
Every scar has a story. Every tear has a reason. Every addiction has a struggle. Look deeper, the detail is carved in her arms. Her look of fear explains her stinging cheeks. The pills rushing through her veins yell "HELP!" Your eyes stop the stories. Your smile stops the reason. Your heart stops the struggles. |
Posted: 2011-03-19 22:32:07 UTC |
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