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Corrupt Version
I dont want to be here
Can noone realize this?
Doesnt anyone hear
My cries?
Tears fall down my cheeks
As my eyes leek
Clear salty water down my tattered face.
I hate this forsaken place.
Someone anyone rescue me
Please please be my hero
That is my new plea
As I stare into the broken mirror.
I no longer know the girl looking back
With downcast eyes surrounded by air
So broken yet still so very fragile it might crack
At any moment. Its more than I can bare.
I feel so alone
How did this happen?
The cold is seeping into my already frozen bones
Removing any left over passion.
I crumble to the floor as I give up
To tired to try any longer.
This girl is just a corrupt
Version of the happier stronger
Young lady she once was.

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