the broken found love

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lips cracked

stiched together

never to make a sound

words to stab

their broken hearts

as blood seeps out

a girl sits on the hallway floor

crying her blue eyes out

a hand touched her head

so softly  and kindly

two arms wrapped around her

and she was wraped in a hug

she stopped crying

and smiled once more

the stiches break

and her words didn't fade

her clothes got brighter

a happy yellow

and bright blue jeans

the scars on her heart 

and her wrist

don't seem to bleed

they fade into her skin

making them look good again

her hair goes back to brown

the girl looks up

but the person is gone

but not really

because the person lives

in her heart

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