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Post by SORAbear on Dec 6, 2010 14:51:22 GMT -5
Pain. It numbs
And breaks.
Agony.
It burns
And shatters.
She said
She was sorry.
Sorry wasn't
Good enough.
It never is.
Never will be.
She cries
When she
Has no right to.
She hurts
When she
Deserves to.
She doesn't
Know who she
Is anymore.
She'll abandon
Everything so
As not to hurt
It again.
Faith and love
Are meaningless now.
She doesn't deserve
It anymore.
She doesn't want
It anymore.
So she hides
And stops
Speaking.
Blood trickles
Down her arm.
But she doesn't
Feel it.
She is lifeless
And cold.
Emotionless
And not
A single soul cares.
It's probably
For the best.
She had
Everything.
But in a
Cloud of
Cruel naivete,
She broke
All in her
Hands.
And in turn,
She had been
Broken herself.
Faith,
Love,
Care.
It all means
Nothing now
That she's
Given up.
She never
Deserved the
Things she
Was given,
The life,
The love,
The affection,
The academics,
The anything.
She said
She was
Sorry.
But her
Apologies
Didn't matter.
She
Didn't matter.
She had
Hurt him.
She didn't
Deserve any
Significance.
Blood floods
The area
Around her.
But she can't
Feel it.
She is lifeless.
And her bones
Go unrepaired
No one care.
It's probably
For the best.
END
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