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by Freak7265 Jan 18, 2007 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Her fragile little body her pale fragile skin She's hiding a secret But she won't let no one in Scars on her hand From where her teeth left marks She sits in the bathroom and cries in the dark She has no energy for her friends No time alone She sleeps when she can And tries not to let it be shown. The pain she holds inside, is tearing her apart. And there is no healing, for her broken heart.
by aisyned
How about......... The pain she holds inside, is tearing her apart, and there is no healing, for her broken heart, just a though *smiles* great poem!