The End

August 16, 2016

This is the story of a girl,
Who was searching for answers,
As to how she belonged in this world

Her end was near,
That was always clear,
But in her eyes,
She has already disappeared

Breathing was steady,
But was she still alive?
Walking in the land of the living,
She’s already dead inside.

Empty holes for eyes,
and a dissipated soul.
And in her smile you’ll find,
The damage that was left behind.

Broken home, broken smile.
Broken world, broken child.

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