That Girl

November 14, 2009
I’m that pretty girl
With bruises on her ego
With bruises on her arms
With bruises in her eyes and on her mind
I’m that quiet girl
With blood dripping down
With blood pouring out
With blood draining from her pride
I’m that innocent girl
With love ripped from
With love torn out
With love severed from her soul
I’m that strong girl
With abyss escaping
With black emerging
With darkness taking over herself

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