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She sits alone in her room and cries herself to sleep,
No one can comfort her as she walks down the sinful road.
She stands in the wrong crowd, and can never fit in.
She can never have one solid friend to back her up.
She gets decent grades but probably wont get a scholarship,
Her teachers pretend to understand, but find it too hard.
On the outside she looks ok, but if you were to look inside you
Would find her heart as hard as rock, her insides twisted from lack
Of nutrition, her veins struggling to survive on less than a few
Pints of blood, but her motives pure.
You may think all she needs is a therapist, but what she really
Needs is… hope.
She has found one person to love her and understand her life
Only because he is going through the same thing.
Together they walk down the halls,
Ignore the stares and brave whisperers,
Sit together and talk and laugh,
But as soon as the day is over they can no longer be together
The sun seems to separate them as they walk down different
He wishes he could call but she has no phone,
She wishes to talk on e-mail but he has no computer.
So they must wait â€˜till morning before they can be happy again.
She thinks nothing can tear them from each others arms.
Weekends are torture, and weekdays are bliss.
Wait until she meets her.
She comes like a whisper in the wind
No one knows her but they love her anyway
He can scarcely remember her until she does the unimaginable,
She kissed him right on the lips.
She is his ex-girlfriend.
He tries to explain why he does not seem to like her anymore
But as he does his reason shows right up holding his hand.
As you may have guessed the two girls got into a fight, but not
Any fight because he has to help her bury the bloody and scraggly
Body from the police.
A few weeks go by and soon people begin to suspect her, but
Seeing as no body knows her well enough the rumors disappear
And never surface again.
They were just walking around,
Two teenagers alone in the woods (enough said).
It had rained for 3 days straight and they were just happy to be out of the house.
They were just wandering where they shouldn’t have when they saw something shiny
Sticking out of the ground.
They thought it was a ring so the guy was just going to give it to the girl as a gift.
But when he went to get her for her he pulled up her lifeless hand.
And soon the rumors were back.
And she takes them as a blow to the chest.
She keeps her eyes forward and her jaw set.
Nobody associates themselves with her.
He has left her with a gaping hole in her chest.
And now her life is once again dark.
Or more like darker than before.
She can’t eat; she causes herself more pain than necessary.
Her parents can’t even see her anymore….Just her shadow.
And that’s all she will ever be to him.
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