A young girl lives in a twisted lie,
and thinks to herself "i cant just die"
But then she see's his face
the face of the one she once loved.
He holds the girl he now calls his own
it wont be long untill her name will be read on that dreaded stone.
She walks home in the pouring rain
he remains in her heart like a stain.
Walking in the house her partents wonder, whats she up to..
Now running to her room she starts to cry,
"thinking im about to die"
Opening her dresser drawer
pulling out the sharpend knife
On her bed wet with tears
she dragges the knife across her skin.
With no words from her mouth,
nothing but, her last grin.
 
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