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Melancholy

The tears are gone so they think shes happy She smiles to cast of their worries Hanging over her head like a dark cloud Shes scared her fears will swallow her whole In her room, her home she hibernates Like a bear in winter all she can do is wait Wait for a change in season a change in mood A change is all she needs, all she hopes for Her veins seem empty, dry, run out She doesn’t have the energy to hurt She’s stopped all emotions, she feels nothing Not even the pain that made life feel real She would be the last girl you guessed though She smiles and laughs at all the right time The cuts on her arms have turned into scars But she’s an empty box, beaten and hurt She’s gone now, never to be seen People try to talk but she never talks back She’s gone now, but who will know Shes the last girl you would guess
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olivia-fisher
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Nov 3, 2011
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