everyday she puts on a show
making sure everybody will buy her fake story about how she lives in a happy home filled with love, hope, and care.
her smile slithers away just like her life has about 2years ago.
her babyish looks has faded way
time has let lose on her, and she has given up on getting it back.
oh the scars on her arms each tell a tragic story one a heartbreak, two a fight, and three well? who knows she was just mad.
the days go on death nears her
each precious breath she takes is a death wish.
and she well she just invites it all in.
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Submission Name: cuts
