she saw herself,
as the darkest corner of her room,
as a wall in room she stares everynight,
as the bubblegum stucked on her friend's shoes,
as the girl who wets her pillow every night,
as the girl who purposely hurt herself,
as the girl who wore mask all the time,
as the girl who keep smiling,
as the curtain who blocked the sunshine,
as the girl who plan her suicide,
as the shadow of the girl she used to be.
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s o r r y
Diversosart doesn't come from happiness, sadness is a part of you that you need to fix them, if it was left unmend it will cause agony to your soul and mind and surrounding. everyone deserves to be hugged, kissed, fixed, glued,patched and heard.
