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Mar 2019
Black spots and blurred lines , cold hands and lonely eyes
These lovely bones grow so alone inside
The demons come , but there is no place to hide
Except inside these lonely eyes

But these lonely eyes are no place to hide
For all the tears kept inside
Behind the smile no one notices
For the while

But the coldness creeps
While she sleeps
Destroying its victim
With the coldness
That seeps

Through the holes that were left after she wept
And in her dreams she would scream
Begging on her knees
For the demons to
Leave

But when she wakes her smile oh so fake
Hides the truth of her
Lonely eyes
As she slowly
Dies inside
abigail l
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abigail l  18/F/still finding my place
(18/F/still finding my place)   
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