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Sep 2014
I never really understood girls with problems.
I used to think that the world was fun.
Now I am one of those girls who is broken.
Nowhwe to go and no one to hold.
I try to let people in, to let them see why I am broken
But their human minds are to small to comprehend,
   This level of pain and how to not feel.
I do know that those days are over,
I have become too numb to let it be
But every time I look in the mirror and see
I only understand outer space and me...
Written by
Elizabeth Bleu
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