Her face is beginning to waste away
But nobody noticed that she’s been vacant for days
Soulless, empty, dull inside
Everyday ends and starts teary-eyed
The cuts on her wrist now too many to count
All because society pushed her out.
Feb 14, 2013
Feb 14, 2013 at 6:55 PM UTC
Her face is beginning to waste away
But nobody noticed that she’s been vacant for days
Soulless, empty, dull inside
Everyday ends and starts teary-eyed
The cuts on her wrist now too many to count
All because society pushed her out.
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