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Another crumbled hope fell on the floor tonight. She says, "yea, its ok, I knew you didn't want it to last." Her first highschool boyfriend just made their relationship a thing of the past. A single tear falls from her eye and lands on her shoe.. He walks away not caring, Leaving her feel the darkest shade of blue. He leaves her house, and with the closing of the door.. Her fake smile now leaves her face, and she falls silently to the floor. Silent tears turn to desperate crys. She holds her worn face in her hands and lets out a sigh. Tears create puddles of water in her bruised hands. And she sits there quitely and weeps, "I don't understand.." She sits there along and thinks.. 'I never thought I'd have to use that hidden blade under my sink.' She thought that blade was a thing of the past.. 'But at least the pain I have because of him will be a thing wont last.' This was one of her very last thoughts as the blade touched her skin... If only this broken girl knew she would have been better off without him. Take care... Post a comment in response: |
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