Broken Girl

Broken girl, going around with that fake little smile as she says "im good."  It's a lie, she goes home just to cry. She runs miles a day in the rain, in a sweater. Just to lose the pounds shes gained. She draws a pretty picture with the color red on her arms, it's the blade thats never left her. While everyone else has, so she continues that pretty picture as she goes numb and takes her finale breath.WSShIti ..

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