She was the girl who always smiled
She was the girl who always laughed
The girl who would drop everything
When asked to lend a hand
But she was the girl so deeply broken
Her eyes never shared in her joy
The more that they asked, the more she cracked
Until one night she left, leaving behind only a note
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Depressing Poetry
PoetryI found out that writing depressing poetry is actually like a really good coping mechanism??? Like I wrote a few when I was having a panic attack in class and it worked like wonders anyways here they are sorry for anything that like flows weird or...
