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Jul 2017
Her eyes once sparkled like the
pavement after  a rain storm

Now they've become void
Like an  abandoned  house
In the middle of the woods

The flowers her mother grew
Under her eyes have withered

And a raging storm has superseded
The soft gleaming tears her laughter brought

no body tried to understand her 'cause
She had a body filled with scars and a mind
Filled with darkness

She wore nothing but sadness around her neck, above her feet and beneath her wrists

So she planted flowers in her that
Brought a breeze of blissful light to the
Dark valleys in her soul where sadness dwelled

She had to **** it with happiness
Before it killed her
Written by
Aisha Yusuf  20/F
(20/F)   
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