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May 2014
Alone, she sits on the ground waiting
Tears falling silently with no one around
There's no end to this nightmare
on she bleeds
The mirror it lies
Too late to be fixed now
make it real
That perfect fake smile, it shadows
pain, so lost, she's not unbroken
dont forget
Living a fantasy, camouflaged
Nothing giving away this dream
Its been so long now, it's almost real
and yet it is as though
it never existed...

© maria.who

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I wrote this when I was in year 10 or was it 11? Either way I must have been 15 at the time...Wow that was certainly a while back!
Maria
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Maria  W o n d e r l a n d
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