Her choice seems clear as day, But no one can really see. That the choice that changed everything, it didn’t belong to her.
Tears silently follow, she sits on the floor. Grasping at the cold tiles, broken to the core.
Life keeps crashing around her, She’s shaking from the pain of heartbreak, the slap of reality hits her, the truth can not be told.
The people who broke her walked passed her, they judge with glaring eyes and a hidden evil grin. Their shoulders held high, though there molded all by there lies.
Her choices loudly scream, but no one can see. That choice that changed everything, never belonged to her.
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