Beautiful Lies


Truth, or lies?

Beautiful eyes

Hide the pain.


Scars and marks,

In the dark

Is her world.


Dripping red,

The girl is dead,

And yet she cries.


She won't tell

How hard she fell.

No one knows.


Her world will end,

You know your friend

Is ready.

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