her lie

i read between the lines on her wrists

and uncovered a story worth writing

i saw the first tear, caught the second and stopped the third from dropping

her red-rimmed eyes 

held a suprise

a well kept secret;

her resolved demise

and i unknowing

gave into the lie

when she told us all

that she was fine


she didn't know who would leave or stay

so she decided to push us all away

her tears dried

her heart died

and i'm sorry to say 

we believed her when she said she was okay


her words were but a whisper

but her actions became a shriek

when we had come to check up on her 

and found her...




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