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by Cassandra Sep 10, 2008 category : Love, romance / lost love
Life was lonely and drained through her beautiful eyes Outside she's happy, inside she cries. She was left behind, And no one cared, The thoughts of killing herself, made her so very scared. She picked up a knife, A tack, a pin, She sat down on her bed And broke open her fragile pale skin.