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SHE

when out

she was known for her

goofiness,

infectious smile,

non stop chattering

and childish charisma.

 

but inside the walls of her room

she was the one,

with puffy red eyes,

bloody wrists,

broken heart,

and lost soul.

 

 

       k.d

 

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