Her

by tiffany   Sep 17, 2006


Her smile has turned into tears.
Her laugh has turned to Cries.
Her light has turned to dark.
Her blood has turned to relief.
Her soul has been ripped from her.
She is lost and no one will help her.
She blames her self for everything.
She hates the fact she can still love the people that hurt her so much.

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