She would maintain that smile.
Maintain the lie.
The lie that was her life.
But had never been lived.
Past the end.
Even as she lay bleeding on the floor.
As her life poured out of her.
It covered her face.
Hiding the truth from all.
In the bleakest and bitterest irony.
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One More Life
RandomA short story told as a collection of poem style parts. It centres around the life of a girl as she struggles with depression, self harm and suicide. Potential trigger warning.
