That girl has pain, again ...
For the second time, she must feel broken
Keep looking for her soul that leave her
Watching her heart dead slowly
She's been whipping herself
Not forgiving feeling she's ever had
Because that is what makes her suffer
Make this heart blue bruise
Can't anyone help her here?
She hugged herself
Nobody cares...
They comes and goes as they will
Poetry is a little word with a hidden magical spell
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