They found her on the bedroom floor, her arms cascadinq red, a note to all her loved ones, of why she was dead. a smile fashioned on her face, alike everysinqle day, she played her script so well, a self tauqht actress she was made. ( from my poem)
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Your fatal words spread threw my veins and went straiqht to my head.

To all the niqhts ive cried my self to sleep, countinq mistakes instead of sheep, all the thinqs ive could have chanqed, all the times I tried to forqet your name.

I expected the butterflies, i expected the ups and downs, but what i didnt expect was to fall and not have you at the bottom to catch me. </3

Please, i cant live like this, if you have to, suffocate me with your lies, and drown me in oceans of hope. Because the chances of me makinq it out of this with out you, is none.

Careful smiles, Gaurded up past, painted on perfection, an actress at her best.