The average girl

March 8, 2011
By , Henderson, NV
Death is peaceful, and calm, no limitations, said by the girl with with the broken heart. 

Slitting a wrist to cope with pain, with sadness isn't so bad, said by the girl with the sad look always on her face. 

Love dwindling away, blackness closing in, depression sitting in, felt by the girl with a sad broken heart. 

Hiding what's inside, to pass for normal, though you heart aches, and you want to die, felt by every girl once upon a time.    

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