shes crying
lying on the floor
sniffing at the substince
that always cured her before
shes bent
shes broken
and shes all alone
straw in hand
and the other holding a phone
shes too far away
shes done too much
and the sorrow is gone
on this cloudy october day
now its too late
and she knows it too
but what would you say
if it wouldve been you?
 
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