Hurt.

by Kiera   Jul 26, 2007


She's sitting there,
All alone.
Can't help but cry.
Wanting to die.

She try's to hold it all inside
But just for tonight.
Nothing is working.

She's sitting there wishing.
The things she's become...
Something is missing.

Sitting there wasting time.
They got in one fight.
Nothing is going right.
Nothing will go right...

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