Forsaken, by ~Stay_Beautiful~20104
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She wishes she could stop crying
But there's no use in trying
The tears fall to the page
Drips on words of rage
The lines blur, the words mix
Nothing said will ever fix
No lines or thoughts or lies
Not the tears from her eyes
The brokenness won't shake
She's the girl the world forsake
No comfort for her confusion
Peace only in illusion
A life abandoned, lost
A battle left in exhaust
Undeserving, ungrateful, waste
Words that can't be replaced
Scars that won't go away
Will she ever be okay?
The tears still fall each night
Hoping one day, she'll be alright...
3-13-13 12:49pm |
Posted: 2013-03-24 21:13:00 UTC |
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