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Black

The hearts
of those she knows.
The words that leave wounds
that can never heal…
Unforgotten.
Heartbreak.
Emptiness.
Despair.
The sounds of others
laughing at her pain.
The sleeves she uses to hide
the countless scars.
The bedroom where she cries
herself to sleep
each night.
The pistol under her pillow.
The high heels that carelessly step
in the puddles her blood left
on the clean carpeting.
The letters
on her soon-to-be
gravestone.




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